Mine Own Lies

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No longer the blues of skies,

Instead the greys of overhead shadows,

No longer the warmth of the sun,

But the drench of that rare monsoon,

 

Overflooding the dam of my life,

Over-writing the internal system of my existence,

Screwing with the idea of stability,

Confusing me into thinking all is okay,

 

A lie told often enough until believed,

A reality based on the beliefs of lies,

The truth brought to the attention of me,

My lies no longer able to pull the wool over,

 

I am not winning my fight anymore,

Always tired but constantly sleeping,

Focus never settling, motivation gone,

Who is this shell I am pretending to be?

 

Unable to talk for fear of revelation,

Unable to share for fear of dependency,

Cloaked mind and clogged throat, bound together,

Weary eyes holding back many a secret,

 

I have believed mine own lies for so long,

A realisation dawned and a soul to be saved,

My safety the main priority, but the single goal,

To find mine own way out of this blackened state.

Author's Note

Poetry is my way of talking. It is the way I keep walking, and it is the way I would like to keep surviving.

Reviews

[barleygirl]

This is refreshing in its honest self-evaluation! We always live in some type of lie & the best writing goes at these human frailties head-on. I very much related to the various ways you show the lies to manifest in non-intentional ways. Good details & sharp life observation here (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Mauricio Montoya]

True to the heart, I love to read stuff like this because it comes from the soul, I read poetry because of the art of bringing words together thank you for sharing.

[Coyote Poetry]

After a time. We believe in our own lies. Thank you my friend for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Re-Pete]

thought provoking and introspective with good truth for us all. reminds me of "To thine own self be true" - Polonius in Shakespeare's Hamlet

[M.E.Lyle]

You've already begun the act of self revelation in this work I see. So, what's stopping you from being yourself? Who is keeping you bottled up inside? Who has the control button of your life?
You might find the answer in the mirror.

[wordman]

we can go into a shell,we feel protected

[emmajoy]

Seems we can all lose Self as time ticks on.. we alter in and of our needs, our dreams, our acceptance of failures and flaws.. til what we are is what we are. Why don more and more facades, why not just... be.

You've trickled Self in such a relaxed yet honest manner.. using language that truly touches my mind and heart, plus.. .. Thank you.

[WillaDanvers]

Thanm you very much Emmajoy :)

[Shasha]

Firstly, you wrote on a deep matter and secondly, so well! You are a great poet, I just wanted to soak each and every word of the poem, they were so good! Deep like an ocean and clear like a glass piece! You are really good at it.

[WillaDanvers]

Thank you Shasha 😄

[ArtisticVisions]

I think many people will feel this way at one point or another of their lives, and you put it into words very well. Your poetry is amazing, and I can't wait to read more of it!

[WillaDanvers]

Thank you very much!