DECEIT IS A SILENT KILLER

Deceit is a silent killer Yet so many wear it well They master the art of pretending And call the mask a shield. Like her She crowned me with tender lies Draped in robes of sweet illusion And I, the fool, saw no disguise. I was blind To the poison in her touch Too drunk on the way she smiled Too far gone to feel the clutch. I mistook the trap for tenderness The dagger for a kiss Wrapped in warmth that withered me And still, I called it bliss. Little did I know I was held by hands that planned my fall In the arms of lovely hate Until I lost it all.