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Feb 2019
To my knowledge there holds three parts to a story,
The truth, Theirs and your own
However how may i distinguish between the tales,
to search for the objective reality.

I reason, the accounts that have been shared to me,
One contradicting the other
undoubtedly, my mind shadows with subjectivity,
Holding perceptions of people i thought i knew.

Though, no one knows not the secrets people hold when alone,
the thoughts and actions they silently ponder upon
Yet we do not notice the facade one puts on when entering the outside world.

Thus, do we really know what is and what isn't?
when everything is and isn't?

So, What is the probable conclusion?

When one side of the story claims absolute morality,
but another mirrors?

"He ***** me in the marriage and forced my tongue closed"
yet,
"She pinched our baby for my attention and manipulated me into the marriage by having babies"
But, from a third party,
"She did not care for none but herself and would go to any means necessary"

Hence, when questioned by each,
contradictions begin,
one word against the other.

But the majority do not know the effect it has to my mind,
As the paranoia stems deeper
and my depression takes over.
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Peculiar
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