Sometimes, the truth;
We convince ourselves to ignore.Our biggest fears, hidden in desperation by a single line.
So convincing, that we force ourselves to ignore a simple fact,
That it's a lie.The truth sometimes,
Is never what we expect them to be,
And it scares us.To annihilate this conviction,
We seek comfort in a false story.But for how long are we going to keep ourselves in self denial?
Running on a track, when no body's chasing.
No competition to be won,
Only failure.Failure to retract our steps back to the point of origin.
Lost deep in the fog of self denial.A convincing lie,
Can never make it the truth, and that's facts.We need to learn to ask ourselves the real questions, buried deep within our hearts.
Only then can we find, the real answers.
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PoetryA Poetic series. . With Every passing breath, I sink even deeper into a pool of my own darkness. . *Whispers* "Not your usual poetry"