A Sound likened to truth

Eyes searching desperately for answers I do not have
I cannot give,
Won't give.

The resonance of pain too much
Can't filter it,
Even endurance groans heavily at the need to press on 

Illusions cast shadows all the time 
You pick the ones you want,
Like,
Desperately need.

You believe them,
Questioning them gently,
till you fool yourself with plausible reasons.
You won't go to the core,
You're afraid of what lives there.

Taunting with its pretty whitewashed name
Nightmares parading as daydreams
Its the perfect master of deception
No one escapes it
It knows you so intricately,
Where every seed of doubt remains unwatered
twisting every nerve given to compulsion,
Deftly it hides you amongst the comfortable lies.

Applause,
Bravo,
A standing ovation
The illusuionst,
every slight of mind, sheer perfection!

What need is there of our pretty sunbleached truth
When you are your own masterful pretty little liar.

Now look what you've done,
Made your cake of clotted fears and twisted fruits
A recipe for disaster 
Shhhh,
Mastermind of the tears of one.

Has a nice ring to it,

Don't you think? 

 

Original below

 

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Eyes searching desperately for answers i dont have

I can't give,

Won't give.

The resonance of pain too much.

Can't filter it,

Even endurance groans heavily at the need to press on 

Illusions cast shadows all the time

You pick the ones you want,

Like,

Desperately need.


You believe them,

Questioning them gently till you fool yourself with plausible reasons

You won't go to the core

You're afraid of what lives there

Taunting with its pretty whitewashed name

Nightmares parading as daydreams

Its the perfect master of deception

No one escapes it

It knows you so intricately,

Where every seed of doubt remains unwatered

Can twist every nerve given to compulsion,

Deftly it hides you amongst the comfortable lies.


Applause,

Bravo,

A standing ovation

The illusuionst,

every slight of mind,

sheer perfection!


What need is there of our pretty sunbleached truth

When you are your own masterful pretty little liar.


Now look what you've done,

Made your cake of clotted fears and twisted fruits

A recipe for disaster 

Shhhh,

'Mastermind of the tears of one.'

Has a nice ring to it,

Don't you think? 


 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Now you've made your cake,   you can eat it too.

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SSmoothie's picture

Yeah... well i miss you all

Yeah... well i miss you all like crazy! Wish i could stay :) gtg 


Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS    

"Well, it's life SIMS, but not as we know it" - ¡$&am

mrpoofs's picture

this is a little dark for you

this is a little dark for you Smooth...but I love it! Sometimes truth likes to hide in plain sight when we dont wish to believe it...weed out those liars from your life. Endure. Very good

SSmoothie's picture

Oh I get dark often,  just

Oh I get dark often,  just got to the aptly named folders: 

Rants raves tell it like it is

Or

Cuntism

Or

dark stuff

Or

Tragedy

Or

Well, 

 There's pretty much so ething dark and Un nerving in most of them. Glad you liked :)


Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS    

"Well, it's life SIMS, but not as we know it" - ¡$&am

allets's picture

A Great Exploration

into the realms of fear and doubt. Not unnerving, umbra filled, but all SS. wishing u a great summer! xoxox ~A~