The Truth Is

I lay awake at night

trying to find peace

in a general swarm

of silent indecision.

To everyone I know,

I wish you only love,

your kind heart and soul

keeps me living for this long.

I think about age and believing,

what is ahead is meant

to bury the fury left behind.

The truth is,

and will always remain.

2 responses to “The Truth Is”

  1. Beautiful poem. and to you I also wish you love. Thanks for sharing

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    1. Thank you for your kind words ☺️

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