These words are truth,
My pen speaks words,
when I cannot,
interpret my heart's convictions.


These words are truth,
The angry poison,
that I may speak,
stemming from spite,
and unhinged feelings,
are not.


These words are truth,
When you doubt yourself or me,
When the tunnel vision,
prevents clear sight.


These words are truth,
When you feel broken,
when you cannot see,
how incomparable you truly are.


These words are truth,
You know them well,
and they will always be.