Most people live a life of double innuendos,
rapidly searching for secret shadows to creep into.
Sometimes they get caught by suspecting bedfellows,
some days their game is a never ending success.
At times the mirror cracks and the facade is destroyed,
Yet they ever progress toward the nameless void.
The blackness inside becomes the darkness without,
and no one observing is left with any doubt.
The identity they showed us is false and obscure,
we will never know who they really truly were.