The Lie

THE LIE

There is much satisfaction
In recognising your fate
Confronting your enemy
And knowing them
Do you become friends?

I'm a writer at last
In the dark
The darkness of truth
Only here can I see clearly
And truthfully and painfully

The truth in darkness
I would cry for my dead parents
As a child before sleeping
Never in the distraction of light
Could I be so alone with myself

After all, there is only
me.