You ever realize, that there are others whom post, and gain from their lies?
I've witnessed this first hand, things particular members share,
They can be found out, though the stories they tell have been taken on as their own.
Written by a pen that no longer has ink of truth.
I find it wildly amusing, that those without Soul in their writing, attain so much.
Here I have never written anything that was not that of my own Truths.
So I wonder, how do those who have no honesty within their writing, get patted on their backs?
I've witnessed several over the years, that find it easier to get attention with lies.
So, how is it that there are those of us who speak truths, but go unheard?
Sometimes I prefer to write in rhythm, as it's something I feel deeply.
The words just come out without trying, without thinking, I have nothing to hide;
I bare my Soul so naked that I felt like I've lived in a nudist colony my entire existence.
So many lifetimes where people feed off of others by lying about who they are;
Lying about what they've gone through so others take pity on them.
Then there's many others who pat them on the back, though they know the truths.
Seeing that we are all under this mask of lies, it's easier to continue.
There's pictures used for distractions, that don't even relate to their posts.
There's lies that continue and resurface, and there's others who scream "That's MY STORY, You're LYING."
Though they continue, because they are patted on their backs and given permission to lie.
People speak from their poetry, but without flow, it proves it's untrue.
Poems are meant to flow, they are meant to be sing-song.
They give someone the desire to continue reading because it touches their souls.
Though, how many are hiding here without a touch of their own Soul,
They were afraid to face their own trauma's and now, they are just... blank.
I have seen many things in my forty-something years here.
I've watched plenty of my own family, friends, co-workers, just strangers sometimes in general.
Speak lies, and we see their lies, though we ignore them, and pass them along.
Steal what they tell you, and use it in your own penmanship.
How has the world become so blinded by lies that they continue, day after day.
With no ending in sight, the lies spread so far we're all kept under this veil of forgiveness;
because we're afraid to face our own fears, hide our own tears, become, numb.
You can't call them out, because they've gained a huge following with their false intentions.
When it comes to money, there's so many who will lie through their fingertips, just to make it.
That's how it starts, at the bottom, those lying who want to gain from their lies;
Just continue, because they are allowed.
Then it creates this hallow in society, because all they are accustomed to are people believing what they say.
Then there's those, whom have actually suffered, and they can't say a word, because everyone calls them a liar.
You can't possibly be telling the truth, because it's so ugly...
Oh ... How I wish the world could walk in those of our shoes that have had to shut up, just to survive.
Told from early on in their lives "don't tell anyone, you don't want something bad happening."
So we do, we keep ourselves quiet, we tell ourselves lies, because we don't want to lie to those we love.
We hide under this deep, dark, pain that consumes the entire world, because of others lying to gain.
E-mails hidden, texts hidden, things that you don't want those around you to see,
but you continue to do them, to use them, to lie about them, just to gain a dollar.
Those who would rather not live in the lies, we hit rock bottom, because that's where Society wants us.
Distracted, drugged up, riddled in our own demise, because no one wants to listen.
The voices come and they go, though they stay inside of us waiting until it's time to blow.
That time is coming. The truth is revealing itself, quickly.
We're hiding behind shadows in order to watch the show from the outlines.
Your own truths are going to come crashing down on you, and the heart attack that follows cannot be stopped.
It's inevitable. If you lie, and you gain from lies, you're at the end of your tunnel.
And there's no light to lead you out of what's going to happen.
The God's and Goddesses' have already proclaimed, this is the Time, of our Lives.
Those of us who were hidden and hiding, and in pain and climbing from graves, this is OUR TIME.
Liars won't gain anymore, they will start speaking their truths, so ugly;
You won't believe them either... because they've told so many.
The Wolves Cried...
