Down my throat it goes
Sticky and bitter it slows
My mouth will not open to tell the truth
The fire of the lie I cannot soothe
My chest burns with guilt
My mind thinks of all the stories I’ve built
None were true just a spin of the tongue
Each thread fabricated for a lie to be strung
Each one makes a hole in my heart
I cannot stop it from ripping me apart
I tell another lie in hopes I’ll forget the first
Now I have to tell another I must be cursed
I wish to be free from this never ending nightmare
Each day it gets harder to take a breath of air
I’m being destroyed from the inside out
I’ll be gone soon without a doubt
I would’ve had a wonderful life, why oh why Did I ever think it was a good idea to tell a lie
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Some people do lie but maybe sometimes they need help with it..
I appreciate your insight, yes I try to not be quick to judge as I do not know why they did it. Thank you for your comment.
Yeah but lieing affects the other person aswell ..
Very true which is why we must be careful of what we say.
Lies taste so sweet when uttered but soon turn bitter in the stomach of confrontation and the intestines of guilt A lovely poem well written
Thank you for your comment, friend. We often don’t realize the impact of it until the damage has already been done. Thank you again for your support.
It is my pleasure
I hate to be cliche but whew, the truth surely will set you breathe? hahaha great poem
Haha yes sometimes telling the truth can “set you free” and help you breathe. Thanks for the comment.
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