The truth it hurts

I cannot avoid it

Or deny it

So I accept it

It can come in

Like a hurricane

Destroying

Everything in sight

Or,

You can invite

Truth

In

She will accept

Your

Invitation

Graciously

Sit down

For a cup

Of tea

While you talk

She does not

Hurt you

Intentionally,

But…

The things

She says,

They hurt…

A lot

Truth herself

Is not evil

YOU

Are not Evil

For evil comes

In every shape

And form

But that of a child

Truth will

Ask you

To believe

All this

And then

She will take

You by

The hand

And lead

You through

The rooms

The memories

She will

Show you

The pain

So that you might heal