A savage reality
Of a riddled honestly
Betrays the expectations
A sadist door
Slammed against the face
On the wounds that shall never heal
When you least expect it
So shall you too pass this phase
With regret and acceptance
One after the other
Like a combo buy one get one free offer
Little did you know
It’s better to face the truth and suffer the pain
Than to live with a masked lies
With their smiling teeth and gnawing kindness
Only capable of bending law
A friend we all dread to have
These words are very close to heart. I think we know who we are and who we want to be but sometimes truth gets in the way. Trying to figure what the future holds for us and balancing the responsibility of finally being a adult. The truth comes with consequences and antidotes to our thoughts. Sometimes it’s painful and sometimes its pure joy.
Living in our own truth is not comfortable. It eventually takes us where we want to go. Helps us to answer to who we are or what we want and where in life we want to be? Which are the various questions we ask ourselves repeatedly? The answers are all blurry and vague against the thin ice of self-doubts, self-esteem, values and suffering as we tread these cracking phases. Every phase brings with it the idioms of riddled life in a ridiculed way. As we try to figure out this maze of game, forgetting we are nothing but game coins in this existence of life. Every path brings with it a a forbidden destiny. Some scared of outcome while some scam against truth to reach a point in life that made a difference.
We all feel we are pushing a huge boulder up a hill. It is not going up but nor down. Just standing there exhausting our minds by the minute. We all face this point in life when things get heavy and we end up doing a lot other things we regret. Some sleep on it while some of us isolate ourselves from our emotions and some succumb in the addiction of alcohol.All this just to avoid the truth.
We sometimes lie to ourselves when things get hard. The little things and big things. Just to stay in the safe bubble we created. It keeps the gnawing voice at the back of the head at the bay. Far from the day of light. But all this is to just protect ourselves from the guilt building up.
As of my experience its not easy to accept what we are not ready for. Sometimes it hits us right in the place where it hurts the most in the least expected times. But after self evaluation and time my friend, truth is inevitable…. It shows no partiality.It knows no race nor creed. Its the bitter poison of hell fire we all are forced to suffer to accept. We must never forget it’s also a weapon against all the liers propaganda.