Proof Poem by Marketa Richnavska

Opening the old door
closing up the new
How could I have fallen
for something that's not true?

The parts of me
that were meant to be
shattered no more
are now flying away
more far than they were
shattered before.

You scared away to flee
the certain part of me
the loving, caring, feeling
with no chance of remedy.

But I DON'T want you to suffer
I want to help you see
that not every lie tightens
and that truth can make you free

That if you've been doing wrongs
but suddenly you want it right
It is enough to let it out
and there's no need for fight

That there are those
who want to prove
you won't daunt all
by saying the truth.