Txandi

Living the truth

With a forgiving face

Requires a lie or two

Sometimes three or four

Possibly more.

Same thing goes

For confessions, too

Liberating you

Like a tattoo

That says oh fuck you.

Kindness can be cruel.

Like lovers 

Suffocating each other

Paralyzing one another

out of necessity

but unnecessarily.

Behind these walls

Secret gardens 

Unkept still grow

Unquenched strength

Gripping tendrils

Winding and unwinding

Accepting fate, accepting life.

Accepting less holds much more.