A beautiful lie


Tell me a beautiful lie…I’ll believe it because I have to.
Find me a corner in which I can cry, for this soul cannot be soothed.
Gift me a word of truth that I will never believe.
Give me your honesty so I can once more see.


A lie is just a truth, wrapped in an enigma inside a box,
And I can’t find the key, I need to unlock.
The words are misremembered or never understood.
Show me your truth and I’ll despise your good.


Hand me my life in a basket, I’ll devour your soul.
Wrap me in a casket, when I get too old.
Punch me with a line, so good that it hurts.
Flesh me out of paper parts, and mould me last and first.


Give me life or death, for that’s all I have left.
Leave me in a mess, alone inside my head.
Let me beg and beg, but never forget.
The last words are unsaid, until they are the dread.


Too weak to fight for a lost cause forever more.
Painstaking curiosity, peeking through doors;
Looking for a light on, but all the other side is dark.
Lift me with your haunting tune my beautiful lark.


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