Lock and Key

The lies we speak and the truths we keep. Image source: http://m.swp.nu/photography/treasure-chest-with-key-17623/

I could tell you lies and mask them as truths
And I would believe them too
Because sometime in this lifetime masquerade
I spoke every lie and kept every truth inside a chest
Locked it
And kept it at the very corner of my mind
Where light barely shines
Where butterflies and birds die once touched by the kiss of a ghost dweller
Where nothing is everything and everything is just a word meaning nothing

I keep keys inside my pocket all the time
Keys to every lock inside a house that no longer feels like mine
But there is one that does not fit anywhere
Because it fits everywhere

Masked house and masked I
No longer can I recognize the truths and the lies

Reviews

[Anne Verona]

Beautiful poem. And yet both sad and tragic at the same time. It speaks of sense of loss of self. But anyway, beautiful poem. Wonderfully done :)

[Valerie]

Thank you, Anne! :)

[Anne Verona]

No problem :)