I'm here
Standing with the problems of the past that I thought I've faced.
Looking them dead in the eye
words come to mind, one after another,
phrases, theories as I contemplate like I did times before.
You see the thing is, the words don't come out.
I know no truth to be told.
Ive heard only but others thoughts and accusations.
I've heard everything.
Yet i have no want to believe whats in front of me.
I left it all inside and now I'm here.
Maybe I just haven't listened to my own thoughts.
The thoughts that have been yelling the truth down to my heart the entire time.
Maybe I need to break through the surface.
Because then, then  i shall know what lies beneath it.