Do you want to take a walk?

Yes?
Take a walk.

No?
Take a walk.

I know that you are strong
in your endless carrying
in all my doubts about the world
I know you can handle anything

under the weight of it all
you stand steady still
but please listen when I tell you
you don’t have to die on that hill

just because you carry well
with no complaints or protest
doesn’t mean it isn’t heavy
darling, you deserve some rest

Darling time traveller,
will you dance,
or must you stay alone?
When your version of love
is singing together, words unknown.
Does hearing voices make it difficult,
to listen for people of your kind?
When you hear only music
that inspire the worlds you find.
  
But darling time traveller,
please share your words.
They are the most beautiful
that I have ever heard.
They light up your eyes,
bring shivers and chills,
The music that make time
come to a standstill.

Warm heat with a gentle breeze
Quiet cloudy afternoon, calming
                    Tranquility
Rainstorm forming , thoughts wandering
Entertain one self,  ponder the weather
Feel the heat , reveal yourself
Each day is full of surprises

I lie
and
I lie
and
I lie

I hide my behavior
to keep you safe.

I keep quiet
not to offend you.

I agree with you
to keep you happy.

I walk on eggshells
for you and
it’s never enough.

I lie
and
I lie
and
I lie

but when the truth
arrives at that
final moment;

jaws will drop
plates will shatter
dogs will growl

and
you’ll be long gone
after seeing what
a ghastly beast
I am

but for now

I lie
and
I lie
and
I lie

to keep us
together.

when all is said and done
and all has been resolved
there is the ease of resolution
no more tears to bawl

all is said and done
all the words were said
all the questions asked
all the pain been bled

now you go on living
get back to your life
pretend that nothing happened
ignore the scars, there was no knife

and when you think you’re able
when at last, you’re back to you
there is the faint remembering
you realise you’ve been lied to

the cuts were self inflicted
that’s what you’ve been told
the boiling water poured on you
had no intention to ever scold

but there was a knife and there was water
unfamiliar knife rack and a kettle
in your home they’re not, mental images
held by hands not yours, unsettle

it doesn’t matter anymore
not relevant the truth was spun
you’re meant to have moved on
when all is said and done