Honest Lie

Honest Lie

A Poem by Mek & the Infinite Madness

...In every street there are 
marks left by footsteps
Remnants 
of an unknown tale
Some are even scarred
and some are 
distinct
that we perceive them as special
and hold on to them
so desperately 
because we never wanted
to walk alone
We fear 
a lot of things and we 
find security in it
because 
deep inside
we hope 
that the marks will remain
and the presence will be renewed
Seems alibis
bring salvation from what is 
true
until we get frustrated
and angry
because we tried 
to hold on...


Mek
May09

© 2013 Mek & the Infinite Madness


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Added on February 23, 2013
Last Updated on February 23, 2013
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