Prose - Why Does The Truth Hurt So Bad?
Why does the truth hurt so bad?
It’s what we want yet it makes us sad
The burden of our real world is finally shed
Yet we retreat to the fantasy in our head
We are unable to set ourselves free
Because we make Gods of humans so they will agree
To allow us to exist inside the vision that they control
But inside the truth we hide lest our fears swallow us whole
I tell all who I am and what I can be so they can be sure
For once they will know but the mystery will no longer allure
It hurt you that I was not madly in love with you
And yet I revealed more than your last lover could ever do
You said you loved me once long ago
But I could not respond so your heart let go
You wanted to tell me but I could not understand
Leaving you to destroy your mind by your own hand
I told you that I have never loved someone like this
And that I wanted to always feel this way when we kiss
But then you found another and told me to go
Because of you I swore there were things I would never show
I will tell you everything and throw open the door to my mind
And the chance of losing you will be better than to be unkind
I tell you now that I love you and yet I can live without you
I once told another and I lived without her too
Should I stop and no longer answer the door of inquiry?
Or should I be the only man who can answer openly?
I don’t want to hurt you but I will be free
You will understand everything about me
And when you finally understand the truth about pain
You will know that the pain of truth will bring you back again
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