Wednesday, 18 November 2009

Who do you say I am.


Where does a man start exposing his heart, not knowing who will listen and who will hear. I hear the accusations in my head, the unease in my heart. Can I draw a breathe sufficient to breathe out the horrors dwelling in secret in my heart. Why should I even try to unravel the knotted deception of self... If a man lies to himself, even if he be honest to others... he lives a lie. Should I live out the lie in my own heart and convince myself of my own innocence, how lost am I then.

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