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a harsh reality
And more like a strangely familiar tomorrow
What is the truth?
But the words that wash over my skin
The chilled blood
Pumping through my veins
The wind, rippling up my spine
What is the truth?
Behind every time
I interlaced my hands
in yours
Every kiss, touch, I love you
What is the truth?
But a string of words
Twisted together
At the tip of your tongue
For your own entertainment
What is the truth?
But your own conscience
Protecting yourself
Protecting me?
What is the truth?
But a small nagging thought
At the dark hours of the night
(And is it the same in the day too?)
That keeps your eyes open
And my mind wandering
What is the truth?
To a liar?
To a cheater?
To a human?
What is the truth,
But a way to protect others
From the harm you may cause
Is the truth just a way
To shield our loved ones
From the monster
That is
Us?
It is the truth
When both sides perish
When your heart drops,
When your hands go numb,
that is when you know
It is certainly,
Entirely
True.
and you expect me to trust you?
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When writing "the harsh reality," I was inspired by the first and last lines in the poem "On writing" by Horence McGinn in her book Blood Trail.
"the harsh reality" was written about a cheating past lover. In the poem I continually ask for the truth, hoping for the honesty hidden behind his constant lies.