We all wear disguises.
Some are elaborate, entwined with layers of truth and deception, so closely wound that no one can tell one strain from another.
Not even the wearer of the disguise.
Some are simple, a brief disguise to get out of a meeting, or to say you’re ok, when you’re actually sad,happy, tired, excited, angry, at peace.
I have disguises. You do too. We all do, but Some don’t know they have disguises. They worked on them for too long, without paying attention to where the thread and needle went. Now they are tied up completely, helplessly.
I have many disguises.
One is a brilliant disguise.
For an age, no one would break that brilliant disguise. Until necessity called for the string of deception to be cut. and cut. and cut.
And one day, my brilliant disguise will be gone. A painful yet beautiful truth let loose to a world that burns and punishes the unknown.
I await the final cut. I await a brilliant disguise to become a brilliant truth.
part of blogging101, inspired by the given prompt ‘Brilliant Disguise’
They swallow my every word
As if it made some sense,
It’s printed in the papers now,
My false knowledge dispensed.
I write the headlines,
Make the news for you,
It really doesn’t matter
How much of it is true.
We have Contravertial stories now,
These twisted tales will sell;
Money is what we care about,
Not the stories that we tell.
I write the headlines,
I hope that you enjoy,
One day you might realise
Just how much that i’ve destroyed.
I haven’t written in ages…I do have the excuse of being on holiday but nevertheless I do feel bad about neglecting you guys. And a prior apology to ‘pouringmyartout’ for still not writing a happy piece. Sorry!
Teach them lies
Infect their minds
It’s warm inside
We are the institution
We are your one solution
Your death leads to salvation
Your life to fuel a burning nation
You can blank our nation’s strife
We taught them lies
Infected their minds
with teachings of a different kind
Its warm inside…
please note i have nothing at all against religion, only the institution and structures behind many religions. I have no intention to offend.
You have pushed me out the door
And I have locked it on myself,
The key thrown madly to the floor;
A symbol of the pain you dealt.
I will not hear your lies again
Staring blankly as if I cared;
The accusations you claimed ten-
Fold more than I should have heard.
The lines between the honest truths
And malicious lies are blurred,
You have not one shot of ruth
And now my sleeping anger stirs.
The human being we all should trust
A loving figure of endless love?
Such misconceptions turned to dust
In the liar’s raging molten stove.
I once forgave you of all wrongs
An act you never did deserve
I should have stuck to saddening songs
As mistrust now with vengeance returns.
Stuck between a truth and lie
A truth and a truth
A lie and a lie?
Each important day since youth
A game where they moved me
Forwards and back upon black and white squares.
A pawn, controlled, they cared not for me
Pushed further than they should have dared
The noble pawn cannot turn back
Despite how high the odds are stacked.
Chess piece – White pawn, Staunton design (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
The simplest of questions,
A harmless “how are you?”
Warrants not a simple answer,
As “fine” is never true.
Behind the eyes of those who say,
Such undeniably blatant lies,
Their thoughts into the darkness fade,
Away from human judgment hides.
It seems we fear to show the truth,
Of our secret states of mind,
We keep away from others ruth,
Our emotions left behind.
Eye death (Photo credit: @Doug88888)