A haunting realness
trapped in me, 
mind encapsulated, 
A shell curled 
buried on the beach,
life hidden 
lonely,
crashing waves around 
non-person in a crowd 
quietness in the rage 
gems in the mud.

I could speak, 
there's something there, 
a hidden seed thought 
a truth
a reality,
I open my lips 
and say something else... 

Lying words on
dreams of 
inner truth.

Prompt
How hard is it to speak the truth? We want to speak the reality, instead we tell the lie.
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