A Challenge VI/XVI


A Challenge VI/XVI poetry stories
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Lies passed as truth, Painted in fact's aspects,
painted such so
no one could know

A Challenge VI/XVI

Lies passed as truth, Painted in fact's aspects, painted such so no one could know:

I struggle speaking without

I struggle speaking without Critiquing every word, syllable, Emphasis and inflection.

I struggle telling the truth

I struggle telling the truth Because I lie to myself

I struggle telling the truth Because I lie to myself To lie to everyone else.

I struggle telling the truth Because I lie to myself To lie to everyone else. Every choice a chance To give myself away.

I can't sleep because I'm alone, And I know where my friends are.

I don't sleep because I miss them, And it beats thinking--of her--alone.

I don't sleep because I have A reason to be awake.

I don't eat because I'm leaning out, and that's normal.

That's acceptable. No alarm sounds and no warning is sent,

Not to them or to anyone.

Not to them or to anyone. But my eyes give it away,

Not to them or to anyone. But my eyes give it away, Sinking more by the day,

Not to them or to anyone. But my eyes give it away, Sinking more by the day, because I am not a good liar

To anyone with eyes like ours.

These lyrics stick in my brain, Etched, imprinted, branded

These lyrics stick in my brain, Etched, imprinted, branded poetic, pedantic, semantic,

These lyrics stick in my brain, Etched, imprinted, branded poetic, pedantic, semantic, corrupting my memories.

I can't help it, can't stop it. I couldn't stop it if I wanted.

What sweet poison saps My capability to cope With every careless chord?

What reroutes my firing neurons, And shorts them to the melody, The meaning in every phrase?

Notes, lyrics, sentiments, stick to my brain like sediment

Notes, lyrics, sentiments, stick to my brain like sediment To find me when I want To hide,

Notes, lyrics, sentiments, stick to my brain like sediment To find me when I want To hide, When I could choose How to live and die.

I drown in that wet earth, painted in colors so natural

I drown in that wet earth, painted in colors so natural The impulses seem understandable.

Caked in clay and mud and tears,

Caked in clay and mud and tears, Fact and fiction falter, altered

Caked in clay and mud and tears, Fact and fiction falter, altered At the altar of my folly,

Caked in clay and mud and tears, Fact and fiction falter, altered At the altar of my folly, melancholy.

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