The Redness That Blinded Me

Clark

my blanket covers the lower half of me except my toes

the fan is on even with this wintertime chill

lights are on because i'm afraid of the dark

but that's okay because i am not afraid you

i am not afraid of my problems 

as i face them with my stone cold hands

you can not move me

the truth always comes out and

now that i see clearly

i can remove the redness that blinded me

honesty plunges its way up through the ground

as it always gives it's revenge

  • Author: T.C. (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 20th, 2017 00:21
  • Comment from author about the poem: Honesty is seriously the best policy. Seriously. The truth ALWAYS comes out.
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  • Goldfinch60

    Good write and so true. If you always tell the truth remembering the lies doesn't then exist.



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