Little lies
All right beside
A troubling cry
And sharpened knives.

Her wrists were scorned
With hate and more.
But not before
She spread her flaws.

A spellbound boy and a half lost girl.
He swore they could rule the world.
Broken glass and red hot coals
Wouldn't stop the coming storm.

He strapped on handcuffs
And placed on earmuffs.
He didn't heed the broken trust
And doubled down in blinding dust.

She said by soon she would have known.
But an empty promise has its shadows.
And false summers can still be drenched in snow.
Yet still she sinks her teeth, soaked in venom.

A park bench scene
And a crippling freeze.
She told him there that she had to leave.
But even then he didn't believe

She'd renege on her word.
But her oaths were always slurred.
Her hollow echoes could be heard
If he had stopped and listened.

And now his arms burn bright white.
A tally of perverse delight.
He found long sleeves would do the trick,
But boiling heat starts to unpick

The threads that held the mask in tact.
He never seemed to accept the fact
That jails are a safer place
Than the relentless pace

Of fantasies and
Sweet tasting venom.