Solace comes with an ending
Even if it is only to the end of a charade
Solace is what I was seeking all along
I knew my daydreams were nothing more than that
And that just as I’d been told the worst part about daydreams,
Is when you return to reality and realize how bitterly impossible they are
Solace isn’t what I wanted after I misinterpreted your words
Lies deluded my judgment,
And I created a charade to hide the pain and doubt
Thus, I could not see the truth within the lie
In the end, when one lies…
One has doomed themself to not gaining their desire
I’ve settled for solace
Now that things can be closer to the way the were
Maybe drifting away is what we really all want
Maybe that’s what can happen now
I’m not sure when I realized that things would never work the way they were
But that is when I decided to resign to solace
Because the lie was so complex
And the truth was so simple
Solace comes with an ending
Even if it is only to the end of a charade
For some reason I smile
With the solace I have found
Even though some part of me feels like crying
But I keep my smile
For the freedom from the lie
I can forget now
But it’s harder than that to let go
Despite how simple things can be now,
I can’t let it go so easily
I’m willing to sacrifice my own emotions for the cause
For the only way to find solace is in an ending
And I have ended my charade
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VERY profound! A simply excellent bit of work. It's so philosophical, but not overly-stereotypically so. I love the stuff about lies being so complex, and the truth so simple. You know, I read a quote somewhere. I don't remember by who, but it said, "If you just tell the truth, you don't have to remember anything." It refers to everything you have to keep remembering miserably when you tell lies. So, I think that sort of fit the liel/truth stuff in here.
There were spelling/grammar mistakes!
1) I knew my *daydreams* were nothing more than that
2) *Thus,* I could not see the truth within the lie
3) One has doomed *themself* to not gaining their desire
4) But *it's* harder than that to let go
A very well written poem, definitely one of those that leave the imprint of its words in one's mind.
Now that things can be closer to the way the were
Is it supposed to be they?
Thought id ask, and thats the only thign i questioned about being improper
ok so i havent been on in a while...blasted midterms
But you know im sick with the flu and at home so what better way to spend my tiem then commenting on peoples poetry.
After all a month ago i lost my logo cuz no one was writing anything new, and now that i come back theres so many poems i cant keep up jeeze.
So i loved how you described solace and how easy mistakes and such are always the hardest to forgive, and you grasp onto them even though they are pointless.
And lies are so often found, and that seems to be what life revolves around
I read it 4 times and i still love it
Rock on and out loud sista
Samantha
of the CC
'Solace comes with an ending"
How true, how true. This is such a well written piece that is held together nicely by your repeating couplet. I am one of those people who normally get caught up in the sounds of words, how pretty everything sounds, rather than the meaning, but I have to say that the meaning behind your poem was beautiful and drew me beyond the simple words.
It is one of those pieces that touches you, reaches beyond the authors original intent, and because of that it is amazing.
Only note, you have 'But it'd harder' in the second last stanza... which should be 'it's'.
This is very complicated, Leigh. And very good. At least to me for all the layers you obtain. It's very convoluted--as a charade or lie would be. Or even as the truth, for that matter. It needs many readings--which is good. The writing is gripping enough to make the reader return and chat with this piece again. I prefer, at the expense of being wrong, to interpret the ending as being a metaphor, or a metaphorical avenue for death. Strong writing, here. ^^
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