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8/25/2015 8:56:59 AM

Glory Winzer
Posts: 14

Lies

Sweet words slipped off your lips
Thoughtless promises and advice and praise
All the while, just meaningless, empty
They formed a picturesque maze
Unrelenting, they wove and trapped me
Endlessly the tumbled, a torrent without stays
Silently I stood, and stand, buckling, weakening, breaking...

Never did the tide stop
Even through trials, tears, triumph, they came
Virtue lost under the untruths, mistrusts
Entrancing, bespelling, the lies were a game
Reaching, whispering, begging to be said

Scintillating , you turned to me
Promising, encouraging, twisting me
Over the years you spun your web
Kind words, compliments, secrets, binding me
Each one planned, another twine I couldn't see

Tributes and trust, a game of words
Over and over and over, out of control

Mindlessly, you purposed, triumphed, unstable
You kept coming back to hurt me

Spinning into insanity, slipping from reality
Impossible to stop the crash course
Locked on, we both fought, entwined
Eternally, bound in the net of lies
Never giving, or forgiving, or letting go
Compromise, re-compensate, and start again
Each lie, each moment, our forever history

Time after time, you echo through my head
Over and over, the lies you always said
I thought you were dead

Feel free to be brutal on any of this poem, even if only one word bothered you.

edited by Glory Winzer on 8/25/2015

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