Where Is the Truth
Where is the truth?
All I see are lies.
Oh, what is real?
Please open my eyes.
My thoughts are deceitful.
They can't tell the truth.
There's no way to prove it.
The accusations are uncouth.
If they were true,
Others would look and see.
They'd recognize the torment
That was happening to me.
Why is it just now
The thoughts come in sight?
If they were true,
They'd have always been in the light.
The hole in my heart
Where warmth should lie
Is the only clue
To the past gone by.
The haunting images
That I sometimes view
Serve to me
The only other plausible clue.
Should I go with my gut
Or how I believe I should feel?
This is the question
The issue does reveal.
I've always been impulsive,
And this makes me believe.
The seemingly unbelievable
Does not my problem relieve.
The guilt I feel is so intense,
For believing something this way.
There are still many times
I feel I can't go another day.
So I choose to believe something else.
It would be wiser to say nothing occurred,
And just look at my life
As if no negative I endured.
Copyright © Valerie Swartz | Year Posted 2006
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