two truths and a lie,
this is how some stories start,
as one begins to open their heart.

two truths and a lie,
cause it is sometimes hard,
to be honest about being a shard.  

reality breaks us all,
and each one has their own way to cope,
we all have our walk on a tightrope.

two lies and one truth,
is what others can do,
hiding themselves from anybody new. 

it is very hard to guess,
what is real and what not,
when you think you have found what you had sought.

but all you had was lies
and I believed them all,
as I felt you were a god and I was so small.

three truths was all I could offer,
as I unraveled my soul,
showing myself, my fears, my desires, my whole.

the truth shall set you free, they say.
but, yet again, it broke me,
like the shore breaks the sea. 

looking back I wondered,
if I could've seen the signs,
if the truth was written somewhere between the lines.

your truth is something I will never know,
but I rise and show myself again,  
just as I write my soul, once more, in a pen.  

(Lucia Radu)

Read more pieces of my soul under Poezele, in Romanian or English here.