The Truth

The Truth stared her in the face
They'd long ago passed the cliff
They'd long ago jumped
And she'd found she had no parachute
She found she was the only one
Mid air
No where to go
But below
Long ago she'd made her choice
And now all she was was evanescent
Gaseous, volatile, ghostly
She could never be as she was before
A change of course was futile
This was the truth