Numb (Brutal Honesty)

 

Chill wind numbs pain and brings forgetfullness

 

Yet lies can never be forgotten, once told

 

 

They fester, hideous boils that breed a disease

 

Like no other

 

 

 

Chemotherapy for the soul

 

This brutal honesty

 

I give you

 

 

 

Pain, the catalyst of change and rebirth

 

I have never known change

 

Sans agony or another's apathy

 

I'll wait here

 

 

 

Until the pain comes, until the bell tolls

 

Until the coolness of the wind makes

 

My toes shiver in my shoes

 

And truth is all

 

I have left

 

 

Or right

Reviews

[Dirk]

Hi honey! I like this poem. I agree with you completely. Truth is necessary to every person. Yet, sometimes I wonder if "truth" is in the eyes of the beholder, so to speak. What one person sees as truth is based on his/her past experiences and how he/she catagorizes mentally. Of course, you and I have talked about this before. :o) I sometimes question whether the "truth" is ever really seen for what it actually is. What you see as a the "truth" may not be exactly the same as what someone else sees as the "truth."

However, I am digressing way beyond the emotional level here. I know that you are undoubtedly referring to the lies that people tell one another in the course of intimate relationships. You will just have to put up with the aggrivation of having me and my wide-eyed opinions. LOL!

[Niall H]

You've a great way with words, nicely conveyed.

[Brandon]

Very nice job. Was well written.