for the truth
because it's ruthless
and I'm not strong enough
to be the person
who breaks it to you
I will never be the one
who could live it through
the numbing easiness in lies
from the cold glare in my eyes
look away
never thought I'd see the day
enclasped by a dark cloud
let it rain
let it wash away my guilt
lay my poor little weary head to slumber
thou hast never known tranquility
thou hast ceased to comfort me
~ beautifulbruises©2012
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