As Close To Truth

Just stuff that had to come out

Like the white flash that comes with lightning; truth lights me up to my very core
Ice cold and heart clenching is the feeling that for a second holds me captive
Petrified and frightened for my life I struggle with rationality and reason
Effectively fighting back any emotion trying to slip past my blockage in my temporarily weakened state
Denial kicks in and quickly comes to my rescue once again
This venom that has taken over my senses is what has kept me running for all this time
Though knowing there can't be a happy ending to this, it is not visible to me yet
Life passes me by without me reaching out to grab it
Without meaning I'm wandering a road, not knowing its direction
Intensely hoping no one will uncover my secrets for me
Aware of their existence I dare not look in to myself long enough to unveil them
So keep out of my head, not because you're the one who won't be able to handle what is to be found
But because I am
Because my fear has torn the reassurance of the safety net supposed to catch me when I fall
Convinced I will make it on my own I won't accept any help
The thrill of fear pushing me forward yet at the same time holding me at the same place
A net of lies keeping this fragile way possible
Truth; both my biggest enemy and most welcome friend

Reviews

[Emrick]

who likes the truth?.its more painful than lies.to survive in these world you need to live on lies.nobody likes honest people and that's so sad.

I like your poem.

[Dean]

Coming close to the truth is as close as we get. Truth, as you said in your profile is questionning---and the questions are the best answers! So, yes, keep asking. Ultimately you will see that there...in the openness, is the truth. No, not all of it, and believe me, we don't want or need that. :-)