FableA Poem by Heather AnneWhy don’t you weave, Your intricate web of lies. I’ll let you create, your never ending pit of fables.
I’ll believe the illusions Which you created. With each word , Of your lying tongue.
I’ll imagine a world, Where you don’t exist. My mind so powerful, I can erase your face.
Why not pile on, A few more untruths. Hoping I’ll believe, I imagined it all.
Why not scatter , A few little truths, To make it all seem A lot more believable.
I’ll keep my thoughts, The pain throughout, All tightly sealed, Away forever.
I’ll survive each day, Act out the lies, Until one day, It’ll be less difficult.
Why don’t you, Stand as spectator. Watching my life, Through another’s eyes.
Why didn’t you leave That first time alone? Instead you came back More than once.
I’ll ignore the days Pretend at night Hide in darkness Oh so bright.
I’ll hide the truth From even myself Stop the sobbing Night by night.© 2012 Heather Anne |
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