Why do people say "The truth can set you free"? The truth has me locked in a cage made of pink fur. The Truth reads to me every night, as I attempt to fall asleep. When The Truth finally dozes off and whistles like a train on a cloud.Im stuck with Honesty.She sneaks herself into MY cage, takes up MY space, grabs me by the throat and hold me againts the bars as I gasp for Trust. Trust enter my lungs. It burns so bad, like Im swolloing blocks of dry ice. I can sense that Integrity is near, So while I'm in Honesty's grip I try my handest to curl up in a ball and we both are frozen with fear.Integrity Bounces around MY cage for hours, dareing one of us to touch her or to even come near her.The sun rises , the sky goes from a painful-blue and mixes with hopeful-purple and Loving-yellow. Just as the truth wakes up from her slumber.The others vanish.
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My Silent Scream....(personal Poems)
Mistério / SuspenseUnless your mind is open,wild, and hurt your not going to understand anything that's going on.
