It Is

Just don’t lie to me

When it comes down

To the reality of saying words

You may intend one action

You may intend a behavior

But do me the honor

Be better than my father

Chirping birds

Continue to grace my ears

To compensate for those listless fears

It brings me to tears

To be promised one thing

Given another

I grab the bed

And pull myself away

It is not okay

To be hurt with heartfelt lies

I’m growing older

And I just don’t have space

For repeating the same behavior

That grants disruption 

To my truly gentle heart

To the reality of saying words

Do me the honor

Be better than the power

Of deceit 

Be strong against the sin

Of breaking in

Into the cage 

That carries my lungs

I want to exhale with ease

Not tense with despair

Of another dying cause

There is no grace there

I’m tired

ticking away at my youth

Takes longer to heal now

Takes longer to feel

How?

It’s in the sun

Reflected in the moon

With us night and day

Always with us

Do me the honor

Show respect for the truth

You know what it is

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