A Year In Letters

Tag: lies

written by Daniel
December 1, 2020 0

I Might Surrender

In my head I have trapped a hundred stories
tales of different times and different glories
And I can’t tell where ends the truth, where starts the lie
Which one are you and which am I.
The earth keeps spinning round and round
I remain lost hoping to be found

At the water’s edge I look below
The subtle stream moved so slow
Don’t know what there is to see
The reflection there, it isn’t me
Can’t recognize my sight or voice
It’s the result of every choice

The fire grows and belows bright
Bringing warmth to my delight.
I feel it singe, ravage and burn
Like the decisions I’ve made in silly turn
And as the night grows old and dim
My mind takes its turn to grim

You stoke the fire so it may forge the strongest steel
Through it’s desire, you slowly forget how to feel
The steel is strong but it is brittle
I’m feeling lost, I’m feeling little
And fire is getting higher
I might surrender I’m so tired.

Can’t believe this is what I am
You said go and I began
But I don’t recognize the shadow in the dark
And the fire. It’s giving off sparks.
I deflect but they still burn
No matter how I twist and turn.

I told myself I’d keep on living
Every day just keep on giving
But I’m giving to a jester
Who exists only to pester
And my mind can’t find distinction
Between my facts and and all my fiction

Perhaps the time is nigh
To finally write my last goodbye
To swim away to the abyss
Where no one will dare to miss
A silly wretch as damned as I
And so my friends I say: goodbye.

written by Daniel
June 28, 2014 0

Lies

written by Daniel
June 28, 2014 0
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Lies are poisonous to our existence. It’s a flight mechanism built to protect our ego from being injured by the harsh reality of the world around us. They create a temporary sense of comfort, make one think they’ve postponed having to deal with reality just a little more. We have no control over the lies told to us. Those are just a fact of life. However we do have control over the lies we tell. There are two kinds of lies we tell. Lies we tell others, and the lies we tell ourselves. The lies we tell others will always be revealed, putting important relationships in long-term jeopardy for that sort term comfort. Worse than those, however, are the lies we tell ourselves. We know them to be false and yet we keep telling ourselves these lies. We keep hoping that by repeating the lie enough times it would become true. Like a cancer, these lies grow and consume us. There is no peace until we are truthful and honest with ourselves. Be yourself shamelessly and fearlessly. The world will accept you at your own reckoning. Now go forth, be awesome. No zero days.