#dishonesty
Liberate the train
Inch by inch, mile for mile
Speed is a waiting land, devoted to plain
Excuses and accusation, in the lips, all the while
Independance, is our reward
Found futures, in a problem silence, now
In last, the problems of candor before the words
Of compelling a heart to action, as if guidance allowed
Travel of the ******
Suppose to wither with denial?
Sordid capture of a freer insanity?
Cares of presumption, to live with fear, filial?
Callous worth, we's of owed solemnity
Trading hunger for wheel's
Spare adroitness to tame a keeping nativity
Boxes of avarice, with purity to establish a host feel's
Rage, for a dream in the land
Set to firsts and lest we begin the dire harvest
Of an honest soul, that has lent avarice a hand
A thought for wishful patience, that has momentum to attest
Jul 10, 2023
Jul 10, 2023 at 1:05 PM UTC
Make up ********
You always do
Is there a sliver of hesitation when the colorful stories you animate roll off your tongue like hot butter melting across a frying pan?
You alone have this mystical ability with words
Spinning ordinary
Innocent
Letters with sick deranged threads
Vindictive deception
But don't even realize you're doing it
It is remarkable
Nov 25, 2020
Nov 25, 2020 at 6:20 AM UTC
I am losing you,
I am losing her,
I am losing him,
Where am I?
Lost in an unknown world,
Trapped in my own world.
I lost you
I lost her
I lost him,
Where am I?
Stranger, stranger, stranger,
So familiar yet so strange,
I am lost in my own world,
A world I created my own.
I've lost you,
I've lost her,
I've lost him,
I am sorry,
For what I am a sinner.
Mar 30, 2020
Mar 30, 2020 at 1:58 PM UTC
The lies do not stop once they start
Know I'll eventually master the art
How long until they come apart?
I think it is time to come clean
Should never let fear be seen
No one know details of your routine
So go ahead and hide what is true
Sanity secretly an unlocked open zoo
You've all got answers but not one clue
Dec 6, 2019
Dec 6, 2019 at 5:13 AM UTC
Speak the words
you let lie in your throat,
the spiteful synonyms
these cruel anecdotes.
Trap me with a ***** look
you cast my way,
let your insults hook
all of my willingness to stay.
Inevitably you can find
another reason to say nothing,
yet I can only remain to be kind
for the sake of merely having something.
Mar 14, 2019
Mar 14, 2019 at 5:56 PM UTC
You know what?
It may not feel real to you, but
It does to me.
Lies so often that it’s uprooted my own
Sense of sensibility.
Gentle, loving touch
I feel it deep shivers down my back
The services you render
I haven’t seen
Since I ran Allroy off the track.
Peck rapidly with your thumbs
Although you can barely read.
But here I stay, I care
I can’t explain the need.
Feb 1, 2019
Feb 1, 2019 at 11:46 AM UTC
It’s crazy
Crazy how someone can care so deeply about you
But they can’t help from hurting you
Betrayal at its finest is what it is
When will I heal?
When will I forgive?
Because I want him here to be my rock
And I want to trust him again but I’m still stuck
Stuck on how he chose up
Stuck on how he switched up
Stuck on that feeling I had deep in my heart
Stuck on the memory that still tears me apart
I can’t forget no matter how much I try
things will never be the same
My trust is one thing he can never fully regain
Playing myself like a fool is one thing I cannot do
No matter how much he claims to have switched the way he moves
When he looks into my eyes he sees the pain
That very same pain I felt when everything changed
when I look in his eyes I see adorement
but still and yet I can’t see us making this commitment
He is mine...Though I doubt this to be fully true
And I long to be his but will we see this through
When will I heal?
When will I forgive?
Will I ever find more love for him ...to give?
Jan 8, 2019
Jan 8, 2019 at 11:41 AM UTC
My lover and I, we’re super intimate.
I trust him and he trusts me.
I know the password to his phone,
Like I know his face in a crowded a room.
The intricate pattern of a square,
It’s lines firm and final.
The journey of my finger,
Across the coolness of the screen.
I dig my hand inside his coat pocket,
My fingers searching for the feeling that I know so well.
The feeling of cold metal, a chip in the corner,
And a crack in the glass.
I frown as instead my hand comes across a matte phone case,
And the crack in the glass that my finger searches for is instead a smooth screen.
My fingers wrap around the device, still warm from its use,
And my heart stammers as I see that it is not the run down htc that I am holding.
It’s a new phone.
A new and better phone is laying in my hand,
It’s screen blank but its venom lethal.
My fingers scurry to unlock my lover’s iPhone that he had never mentioned,
But there is no square pattern and I am instead faced with numbers that hold no sense.
Why did my lover need a new phone?
Was his old one broken?
Had he grown tired of the cracks or how it’s battery would drain in a matter of minutes?
Or was he simply attracted to a new, shiny phone with it’s bigger screen and fancy case?
Why hadn’t my lover told me about this new phone?
Did he not know the bounds to my love - I could love a different phone,
But I couldn’t love two.
Did he love two phones? Could he not decide which he preferred?
Was this phone a temporary fix or a replacement?
My shaky hands turn the screen of the phone which mocked me so cruelly black,
And I slipped the phone back into it’s hiding place.
My hands don’t then search for the old htc,
Maybe it’s because I might not find it, or maybe it’s because it didn’t matter if I did.
Jan 5, 2019
Jan 5, 2019 at 6:53 PM UTC
I see the boy's eyes
puckered
destroyed
he can't grasp
how is this
so?
on balance
tales and
lies do
for the spark of
a yarn's
pull?
or are the child's
ties torn
the parent's
solidity broken
his rock
in a world
shaken?
Dec 24, 2018
Dec 24, 2018 at 4:28 PM UTC
✦ . · ✦ ✵ . * *
the silence of the moon
* ˚ . ✦ ˚ ✦ · + . . ✵ · ⋆ . ✫ ✵ . . ✷ * · · . ✵ . ·
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* ˚ . ✦ ˚ ✦ · + . is timeless
and I wish ⋆ . *
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* ˚ . ✦ ˚ · + . for a minor second
✦ + *. * . · ✵ . * ⋆ . . *
* ˚ . . ✦ ⋆ . * ˚ . ˚ · + .
that I was more
+ *. * . . · ✦ ✵ . * ⋆ . * + . . ✵ · ⋆ . ✫ * · · . ✵ . ·
⋆ . *
* ˚ . ˚ · + . than a speck
of human dishonesty ⋆ . *
* ˚ . ˚ · + .
⋆ . *
* ˚ . ˚ · + . and instead+ *. * ✷ . · ✦ ✵ * ⋆ . *
a star
fallen from
the sky.
Nov 28, 2018
Nov 28, 2018 at 10:26 AM UTC
I spent 3 years loving you.
I poured my heart out yet you left me.
You left me because of the freedom that you wanted.
Yet there you are, looking for another relationship.
I’ve been questioning myself, thinking that I wasn’t enough but I realized, you’re the one who can’t be contented of me.
You wanted something more.
All I did is care for you.
All I did is think of what’s best for you.
You left, not because you needed freedom,
But because you wanted someone else.
Nov 24, 2018
Nov 24, 2018 at 11:17 AM UTC
I haven’t been honest.
I haven’t been for many years.
Like a skill out of practice,
I don’t know how to.
Especially to myself.
.
Oct 30, 2018
Oct 30, 2018 at 7:00 AM UTC
Hurry up please
Don’t leave me in suspense
I know it’s coming
I’m used to your habits now
So spit it out
Quick and clear as you can
Tell me your lie
So I can leave again
Then prepare myself
To come back for more.
Oct 12, 2018
Oct 12, 2018 at 2:35 PM UTC
it's weird the things that
pester your mind
just when you thought you had
it all sewn up...
you tell yourself you are this
generous and big-hearted person
well maybe
on some days
and then you remember the kid
in fifth grade that rushed up
asked for a five pence loan
was all I had left
but I did it, didn't I
believed her
that she'd pay it back
in the morrow for sure
but she wasn't at school
the next or the next
and I'm still inanely
mad at her
and at myself
as she knew
she was moving
the very next day
and man was I
miffed
but you know I
couldn't give tuppence
about the coin -no
'twas the principle
of the matter
wasn't it
she knew she
would never
pay it back
so why lie
I would have given her
way more
had I known it was
her last day
Sep 30, 2018
Sep 30, 2018 at 5:41 PM UTC
Swinging from a fraying rope
Clasping on to lies you think I'm desperate enough to believe
Pathetically gripping words though I can clearly see fibers stretch and break from tension of reality
The weight of awareness too heavy for your false promises to bear
Sep 18, 2018
Sep 18, 2018 at 10:34 AM UTC
Tell me how it feels to hide and bury your feelings so deep that only lies come out of your mouth,
to be dishonest and disloyal under the surface, yet appear so humble,
to manipulate someone into giving you everything you want while giving nothing in return,
to be loved by someone and throw them away without speaking to them,
to be so afraid that you cannot speak the truth but can still pretend that you are brave.
Tell me how it feels to carry the agenda of a sad man who has no heart in the empty cavity of his chest.
Aug 7, 2018
Aug 7, 2018 at 10:35 PM UTC
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
Jul 25, 2018
Jul 25, 2018 at 1:38 AM UTC
I must reflesh my memory
It's getting gammy in here
Flush it
Charcoal silt, pured water and oxygen
Prey attention to memory
Tend to it
Till it
Till it's clear and consistent in it's dishonesty :
A single picture
One linear note
And no deviation.
Jun 12, 2018
Jun 12, 2018 at 1:10 AM UTC