Truth

The truth I suppress

is all for you.

Like impinged nerves, burning pain and numbness

have left me powerless.

The lies, the lies, a friendly foe,

a gentle fight to keep you comfortable.

There’s a world out there—

that much is true.

Published by meganporterpoetry

Poet. Writer.

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