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An Honest Truth Masked By Lies

I've been living in these dry bones
and no one seems to care
I don't know what I'm doing here
but I'm pretty sure you're not there

I have seen every sunset
been hoping that you're resting there
I don't know where you're hiding
but I'm pretty sure it's not here

so I bit down on my tobacco
tried to forget about today
told myself tomorrow's coming
but I'm pretty sure it's already won

so I laid in my bed and looked at the ceiling
and I could feel the darkness creeping
and when my tears they stopped streaming
I'm pretty sure you weren't there

ashamed about what people would be thinking
grabbed myself a razorblade
but as that first cut was sinking
I'm pretty sure you weren't there

I don't know why you're a mystery
I don't know why I can't find you
but I am down here and I'm dying
and I'm pretty sure you aren't there

so what happens to us
when you're not around
do we turn to dust
or do we go down

cause I know my debt
and I know what I've paid
I'm pretty sure it's not enough
so what happens to us?

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Beata Agustin

April 14, 2026 at 3:53 AM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.