Harsh Truth

"One poem, three subjects, one woman" 

- Harsh Truth.

Your love was as strong as the pine-sol on the dirty floor.
Leaving you felt like walking barefoot on holy water as I got closer to the door.
I couldn’t even clean up the mess with our very own mop or broom,
Instead I just ran like hell leaving every single thing there inside of our room.
And I didn't even look back,
I knew if I did you would try to get me to come back,
And there was nothing left inside me to let you retract.

Because I did my time,

By doing what I thought was genuinely right.
So when I got out I knew that I had to follow my heart,
Turns out both of those things only left me alone in the dark.

Yet I still permitted an old flame to be re-lit,
That I now only repent for allowing it.
I guess the true love that I thought was real turned out to be a sin,
Now she has you so I guess she wins.
But the truth is that nobody wins.
Not you, not me, not her or him.
I’d rather be told the harsh truth than nothing but a lie,
And although she has you,
I was able to move forward, keeping my pride.
Yeah, my heart was completely deceived,
But only because you tampered with and fooled my beliefs.
Ending up two for two,

I guess breaking my heart once in twenty years just couldn’t be enough for you to do.

And letting you go cut deeper than a knife,
Until I found someone else for a safe place to hide.

Who truly did put a big smile on my face,
Turns out I liked you more than I ever wanted to say.
I thought I could play it safe and keep it cool,
But only found myself sinking deeper into my own damn drool.
Because your magnetic charm was just too hard to resist,
And you knew exactly what to do to get the skirt right off of my hips.
Even my grandma always told me not to trust a man with so many tattoos,
I should’ve listened when all my friends told me as well, because of what you do.
But all I saw was an extremely gorgeous man that saves lives,
Not someone that can slide in and out so quickly without even considering mine.
But you conquered a task I thought you wouldn't be able to defeat,
So when you got your way there was no room left for me to compete.
I guess I was too blinded by your beauty that I didn’t see the senseless beast underneath,
Serving myself on a platter and you didn't leave one trace on the scene.


But as I began to learn more about myself,
I need a rebound for my rebound for my rebound.
But really, the clarity helped me perceive that you were all about yourselves,

When I put yours truly up high on top of your shelves,
Unwrapping my very own package that you all chose to throw out. 

But my illusion of all your fictitious glory I have finally disposed,
Because the beauty in the harsh truth finally arose.
I just needed to allow myself to be relieved,
And to stop admiring you men that have these high expectations of me.
Like to take care of your needs,
Or to bend over backwards so you can take full advantage of me.
To care for your kids,
Just to be the woman you'd kill yourself if you can't be with.
I guess you didn't see that I stand tall as an item of one,
But only you will hold onto your regrets as your actions can never be undone. 

And I won’t end up hurt by falling for your beautiful eyes, 

You know, your green, blue and brown ones that all looked straight at me relaying meaningful lies. 

And yeah, part of me will always believe in you all,
But I believe in myself more than to ever again allow your deceits make me fall.
The only thing I can say that I got out of you,
Is to finally stop overlooking the realities of the harsh truth.
And that it was only the good in me that envisioned the good in all of you,
So I'll just sit pretty and wait for a good man who has been looking for a good woman like me to pursue.
Because only a good man can differentiate a good woman, contrary to you. 

And the harsh truth is that it's not just about you,

You would all be so vain to think everything that I write is all about you. 

Because we all have a choice to choose the actions we make,

so unfortunately, it's not my fault that you portrayed yourself this way.

Written By: Tiffany Bales.

"Each subject taught me a hard lesson, that one day will make someone new very happy. The truth is harsh, but its relevant. Don’t ever sell yourself short by believing a lie just because it looks pretty. The best advice I ever received was to trust your gut. Your gut never lies. Listen to that, no matter how beautiful the deception is, truth always wins" -TB