The truth came not as a whisper
Just raw
But a loud thunderclap at dawn
Shattering the silence
We’d built our lives upon
It wore no mask of mercy
No veil to soften the blow
Just raw
An unvarnished memory
Of things we didn’t know
It peeled back painted stories
Exposed the hidden seams
Turning lullabies into warnings
And daylight into dreams
We begged it to be more kinder
To lie just one more time
But truth does not negotiate
With comfort or with crime
It named the ghosts we buried
Uncloaked the quiet pain
And stitched our hearts with needles
Of loss we can’t explain
Yet in its cruel unveiling
A strange release was found
For trauma born of honesty
Still walks on solid ground
So let it burn the pages
Let it flood the past with light
Truth may wound without permission
But it never hides from sight!
Blessings and Love!
Thank you for reading.
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