Grey matters

When you woke up this morning. You woke to this. Why?

When you woke up this morning. You looked in my eyes.

When I told you I loved you. Brought tears to your eyes. Call those tears of joy. As all others. A lie.

When you woke up this morning. I woke to. We lye. With smiles most often doing little to try.

Telling silly little riddles to capitulate. Why. Just to turn around and aggravate. The recipient sighs.

A sound heard too often Just exacerbates. Deny?

Deny yourself the truth. That they may not be. Done.

Looking for others to?

Someday with run.

That they would not be willing. To lay amongst.

So lie you trust, to keep the peace. Itʼs chilling.

Chilling to think.

Without ignorance.

In a blink. It all comes into focus.

Destroying like locust. All you thought to aspire. That which did invoke this. Diatribe of desire.

What's left after fire?

A flicker. A flame.

" Where there's smoke"some do say.

Others bitter disdain.

Check yourself ! Have no pity. Something better left for others.

Which is why I do not?

Do what?

Things for others.

If it's seen so as such. It's perceived so as thus.

Do trust though. I do so.

For self not for others.

For the feeling it gives me. Not for those found in others.

The matter. I'd rather. To gather myself.

The wealth of which lyes in my own mental health.

Disputable always by any who care.

To share own opinion. Not fare for. What's fair?

Are you the lone un reproachable soul. Left to extol. Without contempt. Never to consent to? A life full of learning.

The worth of things yearning.

You lack any knowledge for young ones discerning?

I'm sorry ears burning?

Though rightfully so.

My own thought inferior. Meek. Apropos.