The truth,
is somewhere
between every lie.
I’ve been learning
to see behind,
listen in between,
fade into the scene,
break up my silhouette,
confuse my outline.
Stay silent if I can.
Listen hard,
pay attention,
as advised.
The truths is coming,
and it’s not going
to be nice.
Wisdom is a curse,
knowledge is a blade.
One cuts the throat
for crimes the other’s made.
Denial is a river of blood
that flows from that first day,
washing every hint
of doubt away.
Quiet and cautious.
Revealing nothing.
You can’t know me.
There is an enigma
in you,
the kind
that kills the heart.
I will be a stranger
and you will soon
get to know me
in ways you’d never wished to.
You’ll tell me everything
about you,
everything about me.
I will fade away,
in time.
Another shadow
in the darkness of your life.
I’m not trying to understand,
I just need to know
the truth about you,
the truth
of who you think I am.
Now,
I can
disappear.
I can’t stay here
with you
and despair.
The words came harder
than I ever wanted from you.
I’ll fade away,
like smoke
in the afternoon,
escaping with the truth.
HG – 2020