Simply complicated

The air was horrendously thick.
My words fell heavily,
Must have been the impact.
They couldn't penetrate the ear of any,
Too complex, quite like my spirit.
Brought me more difficulties,
Truth appeared as fantasy.
imagination' not proof.
Belief, born from folk tale, denied it.
Saw it as a lie, manufactured in my mind.
I was hidden, for my sake, so no one could
know, its simply complicated.


For more of Ruth's poetry purchase, Fantasy/Controversy or My Reality.

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