Lie to me.
Tell me that I am everything I never was.
Tell me that I am beautiful and watch me tremble and shake.
Look into my eyes and lie to my face, will you?
Why did I build my home
on such an unsteady foundation of lies and insecurity?
Time and time again, I swallow my grief
just to blink back tears and brush the truth away.
Stay where you are and do not come near.
Don't cause a land slide that will surely destroy me.
I will be crushed under the weight of so many lies weakly supported by kind intentions.
Hide the truth for me if you love me truly.
Cover my eyes and whisper into my ears: you are beautiful.
Protect me with your lies.
What can I say
That has never been said
What can I read
That has never been read
What can I hear
That has never been heard
Who can I say "hello"
Who has never heard "goodbye"
Who can I say "I love you"
Who has never heard "I hate you"
Everything is a Bittersweet Lie.
lie to me,
I'm barley even in the room
or in attendance at the banquet
of my cloudy fingertips
lie to me it's time to shake
that old blue saxophone
down in a rattle-puff
fat lip moan
lie to me that I'm as real
as anything that jumps
into the cotchels of the sky
toward a well tied noose
lie to me my
and I'll be strong
despite my hot
eyes of lapsang souchong,
a liquid swirl
against my teacup bones
No you didn't lie,
No you didn't try,
But there was a hidden truth,
The biggest truth...
You are another woman's,
Bound by the power of the ring,
But your empty vows,
Empowered your deception
Yet there was the creation of a creature,
Your pride and joy,
Your reason to stay,
Our reason to not exist.
Yes, you did lie,
Yes, you did try,
This is your truth,
Your hidden truth
My whole life I just wanted to cry,
Though no one would ever know why.
I’ve been waiting for a change,
But it seems like things are staying the same.
So many things I want people to know,
Just not enough courage to show,
The truth about my life,
How I had to lie.
—Thomas James Written on August 28, 2011