Love, Trust, Truth
To my old friend Sonni, who taught me these lessons.
What is Love?
Love is something you earn,
Just to get burned,
You believe it’s eternal until you learn,
That “that” was just your turn,
Learn, people can quickly swerve.
You try to hold on, because you think you deserve,
The right to try to fight and preserve,
Something... so... universal.
Love, is merely a rehearsal.
What is Trust?
Trust is thinking you’re in love when in Lust,
It uprooting your life to adjust,
While hiding any hints of disgust,
Until someday you either combust,
Or they wear down until your soul is but dust.
So, what then is Truth?
Truth is nothing more than a convenient reference point,
There for any Lie to easily intertwine and anoint.
You can try to stay “true” but are beyond helpless,
For it’s to simple to be brainwashed into acceptance,
Because Truth is subject to ignorance as much as intelligence.
What I’m saying is, Truth can be a lie, hidden beneath innocence.
Truth is relative and merely a word,
Truth is made up and best just observed.
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