There is no singular truth,
Unless there is just one point of view,
All misconceptions
Return to it being just you.

Random thoughts by many,
Combine in a multiple reality,
Like stand between two truths
And turning your back on the Sea.

The frothing waves keep pounding
It’s heart beating relentlessly,
How was she to know that you
You courted multiple reality?

Your forked tongue spoke the lies,
Which your truths thought were real,
Choosing one over another
Regardless of how the loser would feel.

So stab you pitiful truths
That are just multiple lies,
Just look behind in your path
And see how many cries.