The truth hurts
The stinging spreads out from where
the thoughts pricked, sharp as thorns.
Logic’s sharp edges and keen details
pierced the soft beliefs that cushioned
the weight of reality when it became
too heavy. Reason whetted its sound
blade, poking holes in my faith.
The realizations that were released
bled across my brain, mind in bloom.
I swallowed the bitter fruit,
and let it sink into my stomach
to digest; the fact…