cool progression in this...how quickly we at times forget our own transgressionsbut have such a long memory of others....ha.
Oh the secrets we are hiding trying to forget , but all those injuries we never can forgive.
Yes.. always difficult when the question is lie with no truth of answer to ever come lie as truth..:)
This made me think how easy it is for us to justify being false, and go back and put the blame on others.
LIKE the colors!
The question of lies, I admire that devious turn ~ Those memories can be damaging ~And your imagery is stunning ~Grace
the silence stitched awkwardness... that is a very cool image...
I feel that if we come to an understanding with ourselves, and with those involved, our lies tend to smooth out. It isn't something that we can forgive easily, but it certainly is the first step into fixing those lingering problems like an ax swaying on a string above our heads, looking up occasionally and wondering when that string is going to snap.
Tight write, especially your last stanza!
Interesting contrast you build in here.."between the silence stitched awkwardnessand the questions of lies", goes very deep and really powerful..I am glad you could join my prompt.
It was such a great prompt, thank you.