270 October 26, 2021October 22, 2021 ~ Edge of Humanity Magazine You offer me a chalice containing truth. Drinking The cloudy solution I now see all of life’s illusions. Listening I hear the lies. My mind is clear. However The deception makes me cry. Share this:LinkedInRedditTwitterFacebookPocketPinterestTumblrTelegramSkypeWhatsAppEmailPrintLike this:Like Loading... Related
I can relate. Truth isn’t easy to swallow. Loved the poem.
Nice