Lies and Truth

The lies tear me up
ripping me like some reviewer who found me wanting.
She promises to stop then rips, tears some more.
It is easier for her to lie
The truth is too painful
She is what she hates,
Or she is who she loved once long ago.
Truth will come
too late to find more than a scrap left
only a scrap left of what I was
then truth will tear her up instead.
She will lie about that too.

Truth is harder
truth requires work
you must sacrifice to the god of truth
and she doesn’t understand a sacrifice
you kill the cow to ensure food for the year
But she just eats the steak
Bloody without regard for the future.
The god extracts punishment
“why me” she’ll wonder but deep down she’ll know
The steak was not worth it



Selfishness

I need to put myself first
A statement that needs no morality
No right or wrong, nothing but nihilism
just a dropping of responsibility
with a simple PC statement
No responsibility to others no morality at all

Putting yourself first is overrated
To put myself first is to make myself die
to give myself what i want most is to cause suffering to others
others that love me and so now I live for them not for me
I have responsibility
I put others first I am better for it