Where The Dark Truths Are Hidden

Over in the forest,
there is light and understanding,
not a point of prejudice,
no toughts of thoughtless judging,
but where I am destined,
a place were all is heard,
where eyes are always present,
where knives lerk for the right word,
the sublime is a mask,
for the deep dark truths,
that cause the air to become pungent,
and feast on the "youths",
the people who are there,
and only sincerely have each other,
want to only have their profit,
they stab one another,
I know this is kind of cruel,
but it is the verity behind shadows,
located in the eyes,
not a single soul knows.
Back in that forest,
where true innocence emits,
where my heart is imbued,
with the true friendship it hits,
that is were I have learned,
more than I have in my first 10 years,
now I have to be pulled from it,
with my eyes full of unconscious tears,
I know it is only minisucual
to the time I have left in life,
but it still hurts in me,
my heart filled with strife,
because it is my own blood,
that is totally contrary,
to my own beliefs and values,
that inside I carry,
These values I have learned,
I believe in the light,
others will not touch these precious morals,
and corrupt them with a distorting night,
I know I can last,
through the hearts without magic,
I just want to know,
if this may become utterly tragic,
for I am afraid,
that the light is fading out,
now matter the amount of reassurance,
I still have this frigid doubt,
This doubt hardens inside me,
like tooth decaying plaque,
I can't help it,
my brain is out of whack,
please let light pour,
on my desperate face,
and let me find true passion,
in that eternal, loving place