In My Bones

In My Bones

I felt the need to slip by and not say a word

But I could not help myself

I had to speak that which I could not at first utter

When I did, nothing came out

Not even a whimper

Suddenly, I landed on something so real

I could not deny it

I felt it seep in me

Down deep

Then a shout came from my belly

And then a sharp whisper

What, what, what!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It could not be

It couldn’t be real

Lies upon lies were told to keep me in line

And then

The truth came out

Of which I was not prepared

How could it be that your lies always tainted me?

I should have known because my bones have

Always known

Shareese B. Aouad