#poems about truth

[psyche-tips-the-candle]

Your words knit across my chest

Burst in blossoms through my heart

Like white lace, twining to my throat

Twisting and choking, like scars

I can stack empty promises

One in the other, discarded cups

Still they'll keep on spilling from your lips

You know I've not yet hesitated to drink up

I watch you cloak us both in lies

As you wove yourself a silver thread

And trusting you, my smiling Ariadne

I've followed blindly where you lead

These broken church bells clatter on

Though your words often ring sour

I wonder now, how long the lace trails on?

How many hearts must it devour?

[perfectquote]

I feel myself shutting down, closing off, like I should tell people, ‘No, we don’t use this heart anymore. It’s too fragile.

Courtney C. Stevens; The Lies About Truth

[quotefeeling]

I feel myself shutting down, closing off, like I should tell people, ‘No, we don’t use this heart anymore. It’s too fragile.

Courtney C. Stevens; The Lies About Truth

[resqectable]

I feel myself shutting down, closing off, like I should tell people, ‘No, we don’t use this heart anymore. It’s too fragile.

Courtney C. Stevens; The Lies About Truth

[thehopefulquotes]

I feel myself shutting down, closing off, like I should tell people, ‘No, we don’t use this heart anymore. It’s too fragile.

Courtney C. Stevens; The Lies About Truth

[thoughtkick]

I feel myself shutting down, closing off, like I should tell people, ‘No, we don’t use this heart anymore. It’s too fragile.

Courtney C. Stevens; The Lies About Truth

[stay-close]

I feel myself shutting down, closing off, like I should tell people, ‘No, we don’t use this heart anymore. It’s too fragile.

Courtney C. Stevens; The Lies About Truth

[theyhitthepentagon]

remembering my friends from middle school

[susanomalis]

It’s cute that you don’t realize that you are so easy to be loved.

[surqrised]

I feel myself shutting down, closing off, like I should tell people, ‘No, we don’t use this heart anymore. It’s too fragile.

Courtney C. Stevens; The Lies About Truth

[trickstersaint]

vermin // april 8 2024

[psyche-tips-the-candle]

I have stood

My heart in my hands

Unflinching

Resolute

But here and now

You give me your trust

As if it is nothing

And I? Am terrified

[perfectquote]

I feel myself shutting down, closing off, like I should tell people, ‘No, we don’t use this heart anymore. It’s too fragile.

Courtney C. Stevens; The Lies About Truth

[almostsomewheremaybe]

two hands never let me go one long, one short forever turning against me

but your hands two worlds all palm and psalm I imagine it’s kinder, calm to be held by you

[gloriousgalaxycollection]

Lead me off this cliff

I feel helpless, my hands tied under your admiring gaze. They’re bleeding from being roped in by your heart, bleeding from all the little cuts of your ignorance. I cannot be your dream when I’m writhing in pain.

You would read that and be offended, feel betrayed, but this isn’t about you. This is about the rope breaking my hands, about the silence I was sworn to, about the truth, about what I have been bred and raised for. This is about the fact that there’s nothing wrong with that. Your protection and shielding have inflicted more damage on me than when I almost got run over by a car when I was twelve, more than when I’d drink myself into a frenzy to forget that my hands were tied. Now I’m on my knees, begging you to slow down, that my arms are straining with trying to keep up with the rope. That I would run and leap and break every single bone in my legs if I could to follow you, but that my head hurts from all the times I threw it against a wall. It hurts from when I would get dizzy just sitting up. That I can’t think hard enough to force my legs to move faster. That I can’t force my arms to bend so that they can stretch out more to reach you, to reach your assuredness, to reach your resilience, to reach your sensitivity.

Don’t you get it?

My soul died that day. I told you that. I meant that. I was yelling, and I never yell. I became someone I’m not because I died that day. And ever since then, I’ve felt like a lifeless corpse. I feel nothing and everything, and I hope I fall off this cliff you’re dragging me over before you realize it.

[thehopefulquotes]

I feel myself shutting down, closing off, like I should tell people, ‘No, we don’t use this heart anymore. It’s too fragile.

Courtney C. Stevens; The Lies About Truth