The Truth

Every truth
Has a lie.
It was perfect.
Yes there was
A problem
or two,
But not all
Live happily
ever after.
The pain
is horrific.
As if someone
Tore out my heart
Ripped it to shreds
Only leaving it
Enough life
To beat on
For my life
Then put it back
Not caring anymore.
It won't hurt
If I could control,
But I am forced
To live with pain.
I just wish
I knew you
were just fine.
Then my suffering
Would just seise,
Enough for me
to sleep.
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