A Crow in the front garden

Smiles a plenty Under the veil of malice intent Healthy love and support Just a disguise for abusive behaviour All the moments we see as beautiful Just a front for growing dissent in the home Dresses, Suits, shirts and ties Expected Uniform of joy and of heaviest heartbreak It's too far to travel either way Too far gone in the eyes of societal gods All alone as you sink further down Marital distress or descending boxes LIAR ABUSER there's a fox in the hen house There's a thief in the mansion Falling for honeyed words Too far gone with yourself You know it's wrong but you love the disorder Get over it Get away from yourself Fall in love with the side you tried to kill This house smells of decay in emotional ways The rats are coming for the flesh left behind Rotten to the core but smells so sweet you find yourself still drawn Check marks in all the correct places Marked in the boxes in the right order You know next they'll come after your sister What a strange way to honour her You're an addict towards addiction A person of morals but zero conviction You refuse to clean yourself of the filth Put on the white dress now The one with that putrid smell of self assured destruction LIAR LIAR LIAR LIAR KILLER ABUSER DISEASED ROTTEN LIAR LIAR LIAR HOW LONG UNTIL THE HOME IS ON FIRE