TRULIE

Rather than facing the truth she would rather die
Her creation of truths all evolved from a single lie
Becoming extremely manipulative telling all I am the Devil disguised
To any form of intervention she will always use the threat of suicide
Scared to face reality so 'escapes' by sedating the mind
Watched as her health, hygiene and morals rapidly declined
Nullifies her fear of reality with sad habits shutting down instincts that would normally set off alarms
Says she doesn't care what people think yet in the blazing sun too embarrassed to reveal her arms
In vain tried to help her on the road to recovery but her choice trip was in vein along a well worn track
Crestfallen it was I whom had to quit for destinations anew to avoid  overwhelming detrimental impact
I suppose I should claim the only way I recovered was knowing against all the urges of my emotions I had to tough
Yet truly how does one conquer physical and mental excruciation by something allegedly intangible such as love?