Words of a Liar

Sweet as the poison in your cup

Gentle as the blade in your back

Soothing as the warmth of your blood

Dripping stark red in the black

 

Living only to hear them

Damned the moment you do

Chains of comfort cherished in blindness

Precious bonds they seem to you

 

Serpents tongue flowing with honey

Soft phrases of praise you adore

Unseen, the shackles of falsehood

Enslaving your will at it's core

 

Such is the truth of this favor

This approval you crave and desire

So cursed is the child, the woman, the man

Who pays heed to the words of a liar

Author's Note

This is based on someone from long ago....