Uncomfortable Truth

I knew it earlier than I said it

A quiet pressure beneath everything

Choices, reactions, silence

Not loud

Just constant

I tried to negotiate with the truth

Delay it

Resize it

Rename it

As if language could change what already existed

The truth isn't sharp

It's patient

It waits until I'm tired of resisting

Then it speaks

Without raising its voice

There's a moment

Before acceptance

Where everything inside me argues

Logic

Fear

Habit

All insisting the timing isn't right

But the timing was never the issue

I knew

I avoided

I rationalized

I rehearsed denial

Until it felt natural

But truth doesn't need permission

It just sits

Heavy

Unmoving

Undeniable

It isn't cruel

It isn't kind

It simply exists

And waits for me

To stop pretending

And now I see it clearly

No anger

No fear

Just recognition

And I can't go back to not knowing