Truth and Lies **TRIG**

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  1. thedeafmusician

    thedeafmusician Staff Alumni

    I don’t think that I can last for that much longer
    I don’t think I have the ability to come off stronger
    Any reserves I have left they are long gone
    I am becoming all the more withdrawn
    Hiding from the world, I don’t want it to see me
    Even though I have everything set out for me
    It doesn’t mean anything when I’m not happy

    When every night I have to fight so hard
    To avoid that blade, and not to make that cut
    The pain release is so damn tempting
    Even though I will only end up regretting
    Putting that blade against my skin
    Sliding it across and pushing it in
    Seeing the blood flow down my leg
    That feeling of relief to know that I’m there

    I feel numb and I want to feel the pain
    Instead I go out and walk in the rain
    Coz I’m all wet no one sees me crying
    It’s easier that way so I don’t end up lying
    It’s easier to lie rather than to let it all out
    I may as well just do without

    Coz telling the truth only gets me into trouble
    But telling lies makes it more of a muddle
    Either way you can never really win
    And either way both are as bad as sin

    Brought up that way it did me no good
    Brought up that way, it wasn’t as it should
    Being told to be quiet and be secret keeper
    And not to tell coz you get in deeper
    Trouble was all that it got me in
    To speak about things going on within

    I learnt to lie, and become a trickster
    The trickster that they wanted me to be
    Then they told me to tell the truth
    That lying to them was being very uncouth

    They think I’ve stopped lying but the truth is
    I’ve only gotten better at it, but it pains me a lot
    And it tears me apart to have to blot
    Out the truth and twist and turn
    The real story and make it into a lie
    There’s nothing I can do to compromise
    The truth, it has become more of a lie
    I fake it so real that I am beyond fake
    It makes me sick, for heavens sake
    I don’t wanna have to lie anymore
    But lying has more or less become the core
    Of existing, lying is now second nature
    Old habits always die hard
    Is not an exception
    Never has been
    Nor will it


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  2. Wicked expression! Great words! (as in NOT untimely, un-comfortable perhaps, for those not knowing, but NOT unholy) - wow - the lies we fake take their toll (my story's a different stance, or not - no one in my fam damily wanted to know ANY part of truth I saw)(um, and not alone)- often seeming like the world's not ready - and those we trust, are the ones we should least trust (sadly, seeming), when Intuition and Instinct kick in (nagging us, actually...!). And everyone else ignores their own inner voice. I don't "cut" (I have other habits) - but it's a real reaction to feeling helpless...
    Powerful words, you!

  3. Smeagol

    Smeagol Guest

    A wonderful expression of words, much of which i can earnestly relate to. From the cutting to the lying to the angst of trying to live the best way you know how. A profound poem by a talented writer :smile:
  4. BrokenPieces

    BrokenPieces Well-Known Member


    such a great poem...

    i know where you are coming from, and it is true...

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