Truth hurts, which is why the wise
Shield it from the weak;
The young, the sick, the grieving, the old.
But the truth is
And there is really no escaping it.
We can try
We can run, we can hide, we can work ourselves
Or medicate ourselves
Into oblivion,
But in the end the truth will out
As we’re left standing naked
Before the mirror of our mind.
(8/22/26)
How do U know what is right...
When it's so complicated?
So many underlying factors,
Deep down U know it's so wrong.
Feeling like a horrible person for doing what U feel is so right?
One decision makes you a good person in doing what's right?
However, the other decision makes U feel like the worst person in the world?
Making the choice feels so hard.
Even though making the choice U know is right...
Doesn't make it an easy choice.
What does one do, when the truth hurts?
Divination schemes,
shamlet in full effect.
An effective tactic,
the method discovered from
another scammer.
In high fidelity,
on full display.
HDMI.
4K.
Done got dirty
in front of God
and all em.
Cold crimson,
Monday Crimes,
Uncirculated dimes.
Montage rewinds,
all this time
to be put upon mine.
The Polar Shift Successor,
Evolutionary Competitors.
Unpopular portraits
of Presidential
candidate winners.
Walk our way
with that unsuspecting
Big Purse.
The truth is
that
The truth hurts.
It only takes
one adversary
to turn the ruthless room
against you.
Fool.
The blade of a knife
no sharper weapon
he thought
'Til his son's forked tongue
anguish brought
May all sound the same,
But the truth of the matter
Is that patterns change.
Deep in my mind, I see the truth
Deep in my heart, I can feel it
Truth is the way, but not easy
Watching evil and all the decay
I fought for justice years ago
I faced corruption all of the time
When there is a network, it’s done
Justice isn’t possible without many people
My best friend who was a Lieutenant,
Gave me the 2 ½ best years of my life
He was killed in the process
He sacrificed his life, doing what is right
It will be with me forever
The truth hurts deeply, it always will
But without truth, nothing will change!
Heidi Sands
5/27/22
Your love for the truth
Awake and arise with eyes,
Wet in a fleet moment’s worth
Open, to see bewildering skies.
A loud sigh cry in you to renew
places where the search begins.
With glimpse of tears that drew
the coldest pondering inklings.
Discerning fear alone in despair
With bleeding hearts crumbling
with the torn war atmosphere
That has lost all means for living.
Truth hurts like the fire of words
Mindful furnace in many parts,
Circumstances changing worlds
Into shadows of unpleasant arts.
In awe, we are drifting far away,
Further from a state of humanity
Down into the bloodiness of decay
Where truthful reality is cold enmity.
If truth hurts, accept anyway
Getting straight to the root
Discern cause that makes us so sway
Then give darkness the boot
Mindful eye, cognisant
Being here, now present
Grants not dark fears consent
Sorrow spurts
If truth hurts
24-November-2021
Quietus
I'm a lonely golf ball lost in the wood,
hit by a golfer that's not very good.
Honestly I swear,
I don't think he cares.
Maybe taking a few lessons he should.
7/11/21
It’s a sudden feeling that reaches deep within
A heaviness, a pain that is not released easily
Most often, it is the truth that we want…
Until, it lands to shake the core of who we are
Stirring a mixture of questions, doubts, fears
Until, all these things can build a wall of defense
A shutdown that prevents desire to express feelings
It hurts too much, the risk is burning too high
Not again, not again
There were too many times of crushing betrayal
With only a glimpse of trust left to exist at all
There were too many times of presenting true self
Only to find out someone will not maintain respect
Only to learn there is not acceptance of authenticity
Then the world changes fast, running is the only option
Alone again, in some safe place, wherever it may be
Because truth can hurt, but the truth must be told
Heidi Sands
3/9/21
Why does the truth hurt?
Because we lie
That’s no lie
Even, I lie
And That's the truth
That's why the truth hurts
Author Dana Redricks
May 14, 2019
Sometimes the truth hurts
The pain of reality knowing that
the person you thought loved you
really don't and they don't won't
to be around you anymore
You swallow down your tears so
they won't see you cry
The pain deep down in your heart
hurts so bad
You grasp yourself trying to hold
it together
Even though you're together it
seems as though you're apart
Short romance, short dance
You can't help but remember
that first glance but now it
seems it's over and the love
you thought you had has
became a part of your past
Like looking in a mirror,
and being shown not fresh youth
but ragged age, lost dreams---
but good for the soul it is
I'm sure...mea culpa,
my bad
If it makes you uncomfortable
get comfortable.
If it makes you question it
ask more of it.
If you go beyond the foundation
build on it.
If it makes you say, "Naw, you are wrong
because such and such says."
Ask yourself, what or who are they to you?"
The things you hold true are nothing
more than LEGOs arranged a certain way.
Everyone has a but this,
Some of us question it without
running from it
Others tuck it away until it is time
for truth to be revealed.
Here is the reality,
my Lego house isn't any different than yours.
You step on one piece barefoot
we all say, "Ouch" the same.
How it got there is irrelevant.
All it took was one peice
to make you question all of it.
Are you a soul afraid of pain, well, love hurts, truth also!
It's not like you can run away, besides where would you go,
That's any better than, in fact, the place where you're a guest?
Explosions sometimes rock the scene, when feelings get suppressed.
We cannot own another's heart; YOUR truth won't win the day,
(The love you need must be a gift, it's always been that way,)
If you held sway, you'd quickly tire, of no surprises, April frost,
Or Indian summer, past first snow, the best love damn's the cost!
To give your love a chance to grow, respect your truth, embrace your pain,
Though logic quails before a storm, you've everything to gain,
Just take her hand and face together what might be your end,
With dawn, you'll find the worst has past and truly have a friend.
You've known it's true! Each day's a gift, and not in our control.
Dark always comes, but with the dawn, God's rainbow greets the soul,
Reminding us, we're not alone, though shame might that disguise,
But take your courage, face the wind! Look! Love shines in her eyes!
Brian Johnston
May 26, 2018
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