Poem: Fine Lined Lies
@Wild121212 (71)
Ithaca, New York
June 26, 2016 3:22pm CST
The night might have whispered into her ears
But she didn’t want to know what it said
She looked around for the night to give her the long awaited answers
To questions that she was to afraid to ask into the day
The truth and the lies were some fine line that she couldn’t cross
She looked around into the night and into the well known darkness
That same one that she had seen for so long and for to much
She couldn’t tell if the truth was told or if the night was the lie
That she had known to be truth
She didn’t want to know the truth but needed to know
Despite the fact the truth is something that she had to face
One way or another for her to move on
This was something that she is in
A situation that many have passed and others have not
Many are in the same boat as her but she didn’t know what to do
One side will tell her to run while others tell her to stay
It will be better she will tell herself but she knew somewhere deep down
That it will not no matter what she does or have done
It will be the same way no matter
She wondered what she could do to move one without having to
She went into the next room which was filled with the lighted darkness
Where she found the same evidence as the time before
She knew all of the secrets were in the darkness that she knew
Ever so well and it does not lie to her but it tells her to take chose
Secrets and take them into the light so she didn't have to hide in the dark anymore
Her heart knew that it was right all along but she didn't want to
She didn't felt like she was ready for the cold hard truth
Even when her heart is pushing for her to so she didn't have to feel the pain any longer
It was something she had to face once and for all
For her own sake and it was something that she wanted to own up to for a long time
But it was something that she didn't know if she can handle
She walked in the dead silence that she had become accustomed to
It was the love that was once belong only to her and her alone
A love of a man that gave her many excuses why he came home so late and never
Told her that the real reason why he wasn't home like he once used to be
With a smile on his face where the rooms were filled with sunshine
Was the reason to be a woman that worked at his own office telling
Him the world she can give him and the promises that she couldn't come true
The promises that he wanted was already filled by the woman that was at home waiting for him
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