Our Comforting Lies

By Malcholm Dark

and here they come again...


Hard, cold facts we cannot hear
The doctor says the end is near.
Her way of life shall disappear
Prescription drugs mask the fear.


Her family and friends around
Their sullen looks so profound.
Awaiting death on holy ground
The lies so comforting abound.


Her time to go has come and gone
This being altered--a holy spawn.
She swims the lake now as a swan
Swimming toward that purple dawn.
Swimming and singing all day long
She now takes comfort in her song.


Hide a truth, ease a pain
let's now improvise.
And here they come again
our comforting lies.


Forever and ever the guise
We stand up delivering lies.
The things we do seem inane
To cover or lessen the pain.


We do this in the name of love.



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Copyright 2010 Malcholm Dark
Published on Tuesday, May 18, 2010.     Filed under: "Reflective" and "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: I knew I chose this one for a reason. It makes me want to dream bittersweet things. Thank you. Write.

  • Wiccad On Wednesday, May 19, 2010, Wiccad (125)By person wrote:

    Oh what lies beneath, literally. Another amazing write, I would love to wiggle around in your head for a bit. MD you are my muse.

  • lupus tenebrae On Tuesday, May 18, 2010, lupus tenebrae (872)By person wrote:

    A very tragic write Dark, oh the lies we tell to those we care about, every line was simply amazing, "She now takes comfort in her song" that one hit hard, well done my friend. Scholar

  • A former member wrote: perfect flow ... love the rhyme ... and the gr8 tragic display ,,, i particularly love the last paragraph ... and gr8 gr8 ending ... keep on writing genius ... thx for sharing :D Scholar

  • A former member wrote: Is it all a big nothing? Wow, the tragic hopelessness and the weighted sadness of this one really hit me in the gut. Thanks, Malcholm, I was running out of reasons to continue to assert that from nothing we began, and into nothing we become. Awesome.--Draven. Scholar

  • A former member wrote: And someday the truth may be considered a crime...very profound MD Scholar

  • A former member wrote: I like the feeling of it. Very nice. Scholar

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