Echoes of Truth

20.04.19

The world around is a reflection of self,
full of smiles, laughs, tears and screams.
As self is reflected,
the fake is filtered from the truth.

What truth one grasps is that which reflects back,
the fake filtered out by eyes that see.
The only truth that is left to hold,
is the pain of a heart broken in three.

Watering
Void The Mask
This Moment