Truth

poem again

The right words never
seem to come easily,
when every word spoken
leads to heart break.
Another man's lie
is the tale of time,
leaving people filled
with false smiles and joy.
But the truth tends to bite,
and it bit and stung,
leaving once fanciful nights
dancing with dreams
of the times tears were only
wet with laughter,
while newly separate paths
look equally scorn,
with truths and promises
left scattered as debris.
and in the middle
stands the confused child,
unwilling to choose
between the equally battered paths.
Simply waiting and hoping
for time to heal all again.