In death I find

I cut myself but do I bleed? My eyes percieve false realities. Illusions have destroyed all life,I exist but am not alive.Hypocracy has long grown dull;Insanity buried inside us all.We must lose if we are to gain,Self-Deception kills the pain.Truth will never be revealed,we cannot handle what is real.This paradox is all we know,We evolve but never grow.Each day I live a day hope dies,Reaching out with arms bound by lies,How can we see what we need to know,when we search only for what we can control?I feel as if I’ve already died,I may breath but this is not life.I hope in death I can findwhat it means to be alive.