An Abstract Dream

Images Whizzed Past Me,
Looking around in confusion.
Everything was a blur,
I looked for absolution.

Then walked up,
A savage and crazy man.
And with him he brought,
A cold and unnerving wind

"I'm truth", he said,
"I know you like me not".
"I'm cold and bitter to take"
"But I'll set you free for sure".

And then entered a bright young man,
With suave looks
And a charismatic smile.

"I'm lies" , he said
"I sustain the world".
"Without my existence"
"You would have friends no more".

It was all still a blur,
As both of them smiled at me.
Which one would I choose,
Coz this would make my destiny.

In a world of liars,
Would I go for truth?
Risk living alone,
With nothing but solitude.

Or would I choose,
The warm blanket of lies.
Ignore my conscience,
Be surrounded by liars.

Its upto the choice I make,
The path I take.
And I wish I'd known this fact,
Before my last breath.