A short poem about fate and doing all that can be done to escape one that is not my own. |
-Faceless Lies- by Keaton Foster Motionless pictures in my head Promises never to be kept Decisions clearly overstepped Mistakes made on my behalf Faceless lies that I alone must live with Weights to be dragged around Burdens upon my very soul I don’t know if I will ever be free Any level of peace would be far better Than the hell of such an existence Those who spoke, shattering all truth Have all long since gone away Their fate, sealed at a point before mine Before they left, before their death They imprisoned me to a fate That I am sure was never meant to be They told the lies that brought me here They bent the truth to fit the narrative Of our twisted relationship They wanted to be quite sure That any and all connections to me Were wiped cleaned from the memory Of those who knew that I was one of them I was a mistake in their mistaken eyes I was not meant to be and so it seems They had every intention from the very beginning To remove me from the folios of creation For many years, a lifetime it all seems Their plan worked, their faceless lies held true No one questioned them, most of all me I was too young, too naïve to understand It was not until they were gone Not until the images of all that was done Began to creep back into my head That I began to discover the dark truth Consequences of all that they chose Dammed by belief, troubled by my reality I am sure that my life was meant to be more Certainly fate can be shifted, changed And maybe even in my case somehow replaced I can survive just as I always have But as good as I can bear to make it My deepest, impenetrable fear is that In the end what they wished for me Will be the only thing that is absolute The only thing that further lies Upon a mountain of truth That I can never truly undo… Faceless Lies Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2012. |