The truth never lies

Truth can despise or exercise

The truth can bring freedom

The reason can be found

What goes around? Proof?

What is truth?

I was 8 years old when the world broke

There I was feeling it slip away but

Begging it to stay the same

Even though…the same meant

I got to play ‘don’t wake daddy’

And - no - not the board game

Although there was a sizable board involved

It hurt but it was the only life I knew

So when it was over I wasn’t relieved

To be a branch from the family tree

Severed and ‘set free’ I was me

And tree can’t grow without soil

And the soil can’t hold on without roots

So I’m just me and that’s the truth

I was 11 years old when the world disappeared

Her priorities pushed me away

But I wanted to stay even it was to hold her hand as she reached for the closest man

But that wouldn’t stand because I was me

And the me I was was a weight

Left to the cruel hand of fate but wait

What happens when you’re alone?

No phone, no stone to roll just you

And I remember waiting in the car

For hours wondering where you are

I took a nap because the sun said good night

But you were still out of sight and then the light

The light of day mixed with the flashing lights

I gathered all my might and ran to see

And there you were asleep under white