Are you not afraid?

Are you not afraid, that one day your lies will rise up against you like little pebbles that grew into monstrous mountains? Some looking down at you in disgust and some with their palms over their mouths in utter disbelief of how you came up with them and nurtured them so far.

Are you not afraid, that one day your lies will swim around you with heavy waves that keep slashing at you like they hit the rocks that dare to grow where they flow? The heaviness of the weight keeping you just below the surface while you can see the light above you but you can’t t reach it.

Are you not afraid that one day your lies will spread like the earth and grow tentacles that will sprout thick and menacing from your feet and wrap around your legs as you walk?. So much so that, after a short distance you’re stuck and can’t move no more. Your body is drained, your feet and calves have sunk so deep and merged with the earth that you realize your walk had been excruciating because you’re carrying the weight of lead!

Are you not afraid that your lies will catch up with you like a fast wind that can’t be outraced. Moving at you from all corners, letting you know you have no where to run to. Forcing your body parts to move and flare in directions you didn’t ask them and choking you from saying anymore because you. have. said. enough.

Are you not afraid that one day your lies will come to life and find you in your bed, in your home, at a family gathering, in a meeting, and tear you apart slowly, piece by piece for creating a monster of them, when all you could have done was tell the truth.

Are. You. Not. Afraid?