Wednesday, May 27, 2020

The Poisoned Pages

He was looking for answers
All he found was trouble
The hammer of truth
Smashed up his bubble
Broke the bones of reason
Common sense and honesty
All that's left in his hands
Is a bible of lies
Every day he tears off and eats
Bitter pages
The ink poisons his blood
Words get stuck in his throat
He swallows and he chokes
When he speaks, he croaks
His gums bleed and his teeth crack
The weight of lies bends his back
But his eyes are open
Probably for the first time
He can see, he can really see
All it took was loss of faith
Now he wants to lose his memories

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All poetry is simply whining while rhyming

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