Truth Be Told

Sad is the day

You realize that you can no longer pretend

There comes a time you must realize an end

Toil about it all

The “what could have beens”

Now bonds lay broken sometimes at the price of friends

You search for truths

To soothe your aching soul

Those truths you neither conjured nor controlled

Yet there is a veracity

Which only you may know of secretes held deep inside

The ones you kept buried to rescue your latent pride

It matters not what anyone else will think

But to save your rightness the only goal

Regardless if others rule your actions either ruthless or cold

The end result which is clearly dictated by which side you are on

The one that holds the truths or the ones that are spun

Regardless, you should revel, you are alive, you prosper, thus you have won.

Moral of this story in short

Never let the past tear down you or your personal well-being

That would surely deny your truths and your instinctual feelings

Follow not just your heart but your mind as well

Listen to that innate voice … the one on which you would place all bets

And you shall live a life with no regrets

~Ginger Parsons 7Feb2015