Reality OR The T...

Reality or the truth???


Reality I knew was a mess

Truth I heard became the case

Vows I took on this base

Broke the screen nonetheless.

 

If the screen I saw was a reality    

Flexing the time with its ability

Garnishing the words I said before

Existed where the truth will be for.


Finding there what I saw

Differs from the existing law 

Carrying an unsurmountable womb inside 

Words felt short just to describe


I asked if someone could have had the answer

With one too many staples on each other's lancer

One said Reality existed just to lose itself

Another join saying it's a flooded ocean self


Why the Truth needed to be told

If what??? the truth had actually hold

Carrying this line with one saying it's a lie

Ended far ahead with no end to tie.


Just Voices mumbling on the vast region

Leaving all the cadence frozen

Silence I discovered there

Broke louder on the ring everywhere



 

Thus, Reality and the truth I choose

Docile as it…yet petty blues glue lose

Unbound in this comb-like honey

Fetched… and yet fall felt funny.














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