Words of Self-Doubt

Lies. Sweet supple Lies. Uncertainty is cause for Vexation, Friendly to fear, a death for sanctity. Sanity Swims within doubt. This Catastrophic Agony, I love you. Why Hide? You repeat those words back to me, concealing a dagger behind beautiful smiles. Here I sit, wondering, thoughtfully wondering; Is this a game? A willfully thought out escape route? What are we?