Honesty can be absurd when dealing with crows, but honesty is the cure to the soul.
The smell and taste might torment your vessel;
But do not worry,
honesty is but breaking out of your personal curse,
the cage you put your old self into when choosing to fabricate your story to one's own mental.
Honesty can be absurd, can make your brain implode, consume your temple with emotional damage and remorse,
but it is nepenthe, the cure for sadness; the way to remain whole.
Yanna Vlahos
YOU ARE READING
Giannulas Chronicals,
PoetryMy first series of poems, Falling in and out of love, finding myself again, and letting go of old pain. Thank you and I hope you Enjoy. New additions may not be found at the bottom but within the lineup. In chronological order. -giannula 🤍
