Lie

The character in the poem is the title.

I abuse and I destroy,
hundreds of lives each day,
when you don't know I'm there,
that is where I'm best...

I am a joke,
a whisper,
endlessly spoken of,
but not spoken to...

I exist to persist,
and to envy my brother,
who sleeps through the day,
and who does not care,
to step between lovers...

A slap,
a shrug,
I am all...

A knife,
a life,
I am endless...

Author's Note

Disclaimer: I will not get offended, I want to learn all I can. Please post any honest thoughts, no matter how scathing they might sound when spoken aloud. Thank you!

Reviews

[Watashi wa heiwa]

Super good! Personally I think it'd be great if you didn't say what the poem is about in the description, but that's just me; I like figuring out interpretations on my own haha

[James Wilson]

I will absolutely do that in the future. I find obscure meanings sometimes difficult to grasp, so I suppose the description was more for me than anyone else. Thank you for the kind words, much appreciated! - JW