Lies
Lies told
sometimes we can be so selfish,
consumed with only our own needs,
those deep inner feelings, desires, wishes
which as a result, cause us to cast a lie as seed.
Untrue words and phrases
said to make it better for ourselves
to eradicate any blame on our part
to hide a mistake or error shelved;
but the lie chokes in our throats and races in our hearts.
In the end we fight but pursue giving in
as it becomes an uncontrolled seething monster of lore
with the lie now growing and evolving
into a life so large it is abhorred
and now lives in need and necessity of absolving.
Upon its display
it dies in its fears without recovery
failing to safeguard its source
escaping reality and at last revealing truth through discovery
that we have foolishly created by some unnatural force.
Copyright © Dm Babbit | Year Posted 2015
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