Lies - poem

[carolinae]

Everyone has spoken tales.
Why do people care so much
When one person evades the truth?

Is my distortion of reality worse than everyone else's?
No.
Why is my dishonesty considerable now?
Why does it matter?
I speak myths to save both of us.

I hide certainty from you
To keep you away,
To keep you assuming
Beautifully of the world.
I cannot suppress truthfulness from me,
Albeit I wish I could.

You're the wind that barges into my life.
Uninvited into my mind, my home
My heaven, my hell.

I disguise tenebrous truth behind
Thin transparent curtains called lies.
The truth is almost visible, though
And, therefore, obliges me to hang up more curtains.
Leaving me fastened in a whirlwind of lies
Whenever the wind intrudes my homestead.

[xXl0sth0peXx]

I'm no expert on poetry or writing, but this is beautiful. The third stanza is so, so true. Beautifully made.

[carolinae]

thank you !

[Microcosm]

This is really good. I would love to see more poetry from you.

[carolinae]

This is really good. I would love to see more poetry from you.

wow thank you. i literally have nothing good written. this is probably the only good poem i've written. maybe with time i start thinking again lol

[CosmicNoodle]

Nice work :)

[Melodic]

This is good!

[carolinae]

yay thanks! :)