Bed Of Bones

Authenticity in a city all about Broadway?
As rare as love for a man deleted from a world grown wicked.
As rare as a hug for a man of action rather than an act unsuitable for his true character.
As rare as forgiveness from any!
For a man who seeks repentance others fear to undergo.
But,
Why?
A question I quit asking myself several yesteryears behind me.
Because,
Most keep a curtain over their reality for a reason.
Reasons you’d regret finding out by digging too deep into a rabbit hole most won’t survive.
A rabbit hole of diamonds that’ll cut you on the way down if you trip!
And,
Fall to the bottom where the dried bones of all who’ve tried,
Pile up!
As the bed of lies they’ve chosen to lay on…