Fake Truths 10.12



One could pretend to care,...
intent is there,...
but where is the compassion,..
where has that tenderness gone?
What is the meaning behind it all?
If it is not heartfelt and genuine is it even worth the effort?
How must one continue on in despair,..
to lose a love and go on knowing,...
or to walk blindly,
but not just any kind of blindness, intent blindness, a knowing blindness
where eyes are tightly sealed.
Is pretending as bad as dishonesty or omission.....?
What has happened to want to see through the blindness, yet fear takes hold,.
Could I ever be so bold?
One day there will be no morrow to make up for the past,...
one day there will only be storms and sorrow.
In my foreboding mind I only see darkness...
A deceiver of honesty,
a liar of qualities,
a charmer of good,
a pretender of motions,
an omitter of the truth,...
What shall one continue to present?
What shall one choose to perceive?
Fake truths or true lies,...
only time will tell,...
As we all continue,
wearing masks of life.

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