Lost Identity

*Author's note. Just my interpretation on what I think would happen to me if I were to start telling lies. 

I once told a lie
Which led to one
after another 
Being told
And before I knew it
I was lost in my lies
I'd wake up in the morning
Look at myself in the mirror
And see a stranger,
Wearing my clothes
There began to be 
truth in my lies
And lies in my truth
The two had become connected
And intertwined so tightly
That I had lost sight of who I was
Somehow, somewhere
Lost in my lies,
I'd lost my identity.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Sterling Avatar
August 6, 2016 at 5:09 PM
Hugs.
Smith Avatar
July 14, 2016 at 8:36 PM
Top class. Identity theft is rife mate. Try this new Kiwi Superglue. Glad you are keeping up with me on the new poet ladder. Give you a seven to get you to the top so I can bring my ego down. Not a mates rate. Funny how we keep ending up on the podium together. Although Hillary from .... gave us advantage in mountain climbing. We share all our best things with our neighbours including our pavlova. Great poem, words used to good effect. David from . . .
Hopkins Avatar
July 13, 2016 at 3:21 AM
I just have to put this out and as you are an Aussie I do believe that you will take it in and if you choose not to use my comment don't worry I will not die on the spot. I believe that everyone has different taste and styles. I do hope that you start to calm down on the use of 'oft' I think this word is a less is more word and I have had the guides off worrying about bigger words when a simpler word will flow. access you work to more people this way. email if you have a stronger need of help.
Lawrence Avatar
July 14, 2016 at 12:34 AM
I'm actually a Kiwi. I just live in Australia xD But thanks for the tip. I simply like how oft sounds when I say it in my head as opposed to often. But I shall take your words into consideration and shall try to use more varied words in my future poems. Thank you and have a good day :)
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