The Lies We Tell and the Secrets They Keep

Human nature ain't it funny 
So caught up in the state of being 
We lose sight actually lost not seeing 
The mirror of life when clear isnt pretty 
Ignorance is bliss truth always bitter shitty 
The Lies We Tell and the secrets they keep 
Stay out of hell but you sew what you reap 
Let me get away fast something cheap 
One dishonest tale leads to an Epic Novel 
At the thought of you once upon a time I Marvel 
Felt it on my skin rushing through my veins 
From these beautiful brown eyes a terrible thunderstorm it rains 
Where art thy sun when should the covering disperse  
Should I keep moving make no mistake I'll grab my purse
Copyright © Alesha Roche' | Year Posted 2016
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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February 27, 2018 at 10:15 PM
Wonderful poem, Alesha. Anyone who has ever been disappointed in life - and who hasn't - can relate. Very well done.
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