the truth.

the truth.

I trust you
I believe your words
You listen
You understand me
I open up
I give you all of me
You whisper
But you keep some things
Locked inside
And I am desperate
For the key
I want your secrets
Every one
‘Share yourself’ I ask
But you cannot
Because something is missing
The truth

swash.

© what sandra thinks

About what sandra thinks

Sandra is a writer, sometimes blogger, poet, artist, emotional disaster. She thinks far too much and sleeps far too little. Sandra lives in the Northeastern U.S. but dreams of an oceanfront home in Italy, but she would settle for a non-oceanfront home in Italy. She loves books, brutal honesty, coffee, and the color black. She hates insincerity, beer, whipped cream, and facebook. And she is uncomfortable talking about herself in the third person.
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27 Responses to the truth.

  1. Grandtrines says:

    Reblogged this on Still Another Writer's Blog.

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  2. Oh, that pesky thing called The Truth. Gets in the way of the fantasy sometimes. 🙂

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    • Unless, of course, you don’t realize you don’t have the truth… so you go on, not realizing that someone’s lying to you….

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      • That’s the worst…once you realize they were. And, it always comes out in the end. Damn, I hated that feeling, when is realized I’d been played. Feel like a fucking fool, and it would hurt if I weren’t so pissed off. Hopefully, I don’t have to feel that again, at least where matters of my heart are concerned. Wish nobody ever had to.

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        • Yes… when you find out and feel like a fool. It’s the worst feeling. Not just with love, either. I’ve experienced this with “friends” more often than I care to admit. I guess I’m too trusting sometimes. I assume people are generally honest… And it sucks when you find out that’s not true.

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  3. Oh the truth… we want it, or at least we think we do. Trouble is we want the truth to conform to our wishes not to reality. Happens all the time. Sigh…

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    • Well, sure, we want the truth to match what we wish. And it sucks when it doesn’t… But I’d still rather have the truth even if it’s not what I want. It’s so much better in the end to know what’s real… instead living life believing lies, making decisions based on them. It’s happened to me… It’s made me a bit paranoid at times… Yet I’m still too trusting! I guess I try not to assume the worst in people, but damn, it sucks when I’m wrong and I shouldn’t have trusted…!

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  4. VictoryInTrouble says:

    I always want the truth even if it hurts. And I think I’m too trusting too. But, I don’t think I like the alternative. Lovely poem! 😊

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  5. Eric says:

    Wow. This is a powerful piece, Sandra. Well said.

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  6. Miriam says:

    Yeah, it sucks when things aren’t as they seem, when we put our trust in people and they let us down. But I still wouldn’t lock myself up to trusting, life’s just too short not to believe the best in people.

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  7. Anthony Leto says:

    Good write, well enjoyed.

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