GUILTY CONSCIENCE

Questions you asked,
Answers I failed to provide,
I opt to get out the room for the tension is high.
Tired of the arguing,
Yet, your heart yearns for the truth.
Tried for the exit,
but it wasn’t in reach,
The words you spoke stung like a bee,
That froze me immediately.
Deep sighs taken one after another,
My heart sank low,
Sometimes I just can’t bother.
Couldn’t wrap my mind around the words,
They dealt heavy blows,
Like the fists of a boxer going in for the win.
I see your cold blank stares,
And I can tell from your eyes,
That your tired of being comforted by my lies.
The nightmares are constant,
My second nature has gotten the best of me,
And my conscience it feeds at what’s left.
The day I fear the most is here,
It doesn’t seem to be going anywhere soon,
It has travelled a far with packed bags bearing gifts of truth.
The curtains about to go up,
Putting an end to this my charade,
So there’s really no point to continue.
I should just be a man about it and make things clear,
Silence strangled my voice as I tried to speak.
Questions reeled off your tongue,
like bullets from the planes in the battle for Pearl Harbor.
When the smoke subsided,
I was still struggling to speak,
The truth was in my grasp but far from reach.
They say the truth sets you free,
But not in this case,
it’s hard for me.
I did what I knew how to do best,
And that was telling constant lies.
The exit now within reach,
I look back to see you starring.
The truth I figured you knew,
but you still wanted to try,
Just to see if I would come around this one time.
I left with guilt eating at my conscience and a heavy heart,
I love you but I had to keep you in the dark,
For I know the truth would’ve torn your heart apart.