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Keys to The Truth

For Elle Hoov's Wonderland Challenge and Vocal's Tattoo This Line Challenge

By Michelle Liew Tsui-LinPublished 9 months ago β€’ Updated 9 months ago β€’ 1 min read
Keys to The Truth
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Keys may unveil truths best hidden.--Michelle Liew's tattooable

πŸ”‘πŸ—οΈπŸ”πŸ§·πŸ”πŸ—οΈπŸ”‘πŸ”πŸ—οΈπŸ”πŸ”‘πŸ—οΈπŸ”‘πŸ—οΈπŸ”πŸ§·πŸ”πŸ—οΈπŸ”‘πŸ”πŸ—οΈπŸ”πŸ”‘πŸ—οΈ

By fire formed, in iron vowed

The task to open gates allowed

By craftsman's hand, and whispered will

I opened doors to dreams fulfilled.

πŸ”‘πŸ—οΈπŸ”πŸ§·πŸ”πŸ—οΈπŸ”‘πŸ”πŸ—οΈπŸ”πŸ”‘πŸ—οΈπŸ”‘πŸ—οΈπŸ”πŸ§·πŸ”πŸ—οΈπŸ”‘πŸ”πŸ—οΈπŸ”πŸ”‘πŸ—οΈ

I turned in palms, both bare and filled

Opened chests and doors to guilt

Each twist my tale, and lock my stage

I was the writer of the page

πŸ”‘πŸ—οΈπŸ”πŸ§·πŸ”πŸ—οΈπŸ”‘πŸ”πŸ—οΈπŸ”πŸ”‘πŸ—οΈπŸ”‘πŸ—οΈπŸ”πŸ§·πŸ”πŸ—οΈπŸ”‘πŸ”πŸ—οΈπŸ”πŸ”‘πŸ—οΈ

And then--a door to tearful eyes

A cellar filled with muffled cries

I turned, to understand, too late--

To abject horrors, abject hate

πŸ”‘πŸ—οΈπŸ”πŸ§·πŸ”πŸ—οΈπŸ”‘πŸ”πŸ—οΈπŸ”πŸ”‘πŸ—οΈπŸ”‘πŸ—οΈπŸ”πŸ§·πŸ”πŸ—οΈπŸ”‘πŸ”πŸ—οΈπŸ”πŸ”‘πŸ—οΈ

And then, I jammed. The man turned red.

He stomped on me--"Useless," he said

But I saw what his locks concealed

Not all truths are apt to feel

πŸ”‘πŸ—οΈπŸ”πŸ§·πŸ”πŸ—οΈπŸ”‘πŸ”πŸ—οΈπŸ”πŸ”‘πŸ—οΈπŸ”‘πŸ—οΈπŸ”πŸ§·πŸ”πŸ—οΈπŸ”‘πŸ”πŸ—οΈπŸ”πŸ”‘πŸ—οΈ

Discarded, I lay in his cove

Beside a knife, a rope, a glove

Overcome by rain, by rust

By stinging pain, by damaged trust

πŸ”‘πŸ—οΈπŸ”πŸ§·πŸ”πŸ—οΈπŸ”‘πŸ”πŸ—οΈπŸ”πŸ”‘πŸ—οΈπŸ”‘πŸ—οΈπŸ”πŸ§·πŸ”πŸ—οΈπŸ”‘πŸ”πŸ—οΈπŸ”πŸ”‘πŸ—οΈ

In still silence, I now lie bidden

"Keys may unveil truths best hidden."

πŸ”‘πŸ—οΈπŸ”πŸ§·πŸ”πŸ—οΈπŸ”‘πŸ”πŸ—οΈπŸ”πŸ”‘πŸ—οΈπŸ”‘πŸ—οΈπŸ”πŸ§·πŸ”πŸ—οΈπŸ”‘πŸ”πŸ—οΈπŸ”πŸ”‘πŸ—οΈ

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About the Creator

Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin

Hi, i am an English Language teacher cum freelance writer with a taste for pets, prose and poetry. When I'm not writing my heart out, I'm playing with my three dogs, Zorra, Cloudy and Snowball.

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  • Gabriel Huizenga9 months ago

    Striking work, Michelle! The darkness of the metaphor is powerful.

  • Oh my, that was scary! Loved your poem!

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