Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jul 2018
I’m doing well
Can’t you tell?
It’s so steep inside
Can’t feel my white lies
Right there
That’s it
I’m gonna lie…
I’m gonna lie!
So close!
A sigh…
…I’m your tarnished lullaby
If you know me so well
Come here
And break my spell
So I can shoot my lies
All over your face
Lying is like ***. Do it just once, then you crave it.
Anthony Mayfield
Written by
Anthony Mayfield  25/M/Santa Clara, CA
(25/M/Santa Clara, CA)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems