Poetry of a Conlanger

Friday, November 18, 2005

Liewhispers

But now whispers,
Like murky floodwater,
Echo and invade my thoughts.

Liar! Liar!

They hiss.

Stop lying to yourself.
We speak truth.
You don’t.


But I want my lies to come true…

They never have, they never will.
Why do you think this one will be different?


A thousand shards hit me
And I stagger back
Why is Truth so painful?

Hey, truth hurts.
Smile, suck it up, and keep walking…

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