The Unforeseen Sentiment

A search for truth

with an echoed stone

among the two

it broke your bones.

The sticks came down

and bruised your skin.

It's what I know now

but didn't know then.

It was innocent.

Hopeful inclination

the calm before the sound

but the door flew open

and bitterness was all I found.

Your words I still carry

vague as it could be

every breath was meant

and meant for only me.

I thank you for the invitation.

Have you expected some untruth?

Because I don’t care who is right or wrong here

But I expected more of you.

We built a wall of misconceptions

and felt our peace get up and leave

It was our sad, sad misfortune

and I just sat in disbelief.

I wish we could go back now

before the words cut right through.

It's not the time to keep our heads down.

Is that the best that you can do?