Liar

nmurner

I rose out of bed, but

I left something there, and

it tears me when I try to sleep.

 

I start to feel dry

When I think about why

all my friends and lovers leave.

 

Its me, and I know it is

me, inconsiderate

me, trying, awkward, and true...

 

At least, that's what I say

catch me turning away,

Bet your ass that I'm lying to you.

 

The worst sin, in a liar's eyes?

Betrayal;

He never thought you smart enough to know.

The arrogance and shame

create a desperate game,

Keep you here

can't stand to see you go.

 

I'd tell you how I love you

I feel it here and it feels true to me today.

Can you take me at my word?

I don't know if you've heard

 

 

I've felt this way before, and turned away.

 

  • Author: nmurner (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 19th, 2018 13:43
  • Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this one in bed. I couldn't sleep. I've lost too many friends, and I wonder if I was lying to myself and them the whole time.
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 32
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