Truth be Told

I'm struggling with the words. My mouth is dry and I can't slow down the thoughts long enough to concentrate. Time and mistakes can't be erased. Choices can't be undone or reversed. Does anyone really know what they are capable of until it is time to decide which one is going to hurt worse? Will it be the truth or the lie that was told?

So, if the truth be told, just how far would you go? Would you take the risk or shift the blame? You say you would take the bullet, but would you be able to pull the trigger if that was asked of you? Would you fight the good fight or stay silent as to not self-incriminate?

If it came down to it, would you cross the line for the greater good or let revenge drive you over the edge? How far would you go to see justice done? Does truth only belong to those that hold the strings and control the narrative in the name of power and evil?

Innocent until proven guilty is the spoken law. Always watching, waiting in the shadows of these four walls. Following the rules with such precision and yet I'm still stuck inside this prison. The eyes around me always listening for something to use in their agenda, thinking I'll surrender.

What you considered weakness will be the destruction of you and it will be thoughts of me that will confine you. Those who exploit others for personal gain will eventually expose themselves in a narrative corrected. Lies redacted but the stain remains like a burden of proof instead of the truth.

Caught in your web of envious deception by taking the blame for my participation. Guilty for not knowing the motive and innocence in things left unsaid. I will watch you fall into a solitude of your own doing when karma comes for you. We are all prisoners of time doing a life's sentence in survival.

There is no such thing as justice and your heart will only get you so far. How far are you willing to fall to become top dog? The truth may not set me free, and justice may not prevail but let my every loving breath fan the flames of your living hell.

Truth be told, is it really about right or wrong? Life is the sentence and time is the penance. I read the rules and understand the game I've been sent to play. Stripped naked of everything but dignity and truth, I know this is a game I didn't come here to lose.

Truth be told, nobody really cares about the truth in what can or can't be proven, but by how far they are willing to go to hide their own wrong-doings, collateral damage be damned. Still serving time for a crime I didn't commit. Guilty until proven innocent, isn't that some shit.

I said what I said.

Until next time,

T. McB