Truth Poem by Faith Riggs

All this time I've tried to try
Never yet getting there.
Along the way I've died
Cried, lied and despised.

Death is such a fun place
You're neither warm nor cold.
Just fine and never bothered.

Lying gets you no where fast.
You either fit in or you don't
So just give up the fight.

Despising is an easy thing
You find someone and you just hate them.
I've got practice at that.

Crying is always easy to do.
All you have to do is remember a lost love
And the tears start to flow.

And in the end of all of this
It all ends in some form of pain,
Either mental or physical,
IT'S ALWAYS THERE!