Lies

Like bitter flies that buzz annoying atrociousness near your ears and eyes Stinging and slapping with every word, a crooked whip Every tongue is indeed a bit twisted, hiding truth in false disguise Liquid drops caress your cheeks as you dig yourself a grave Who you are, you wonder as you fall into character Spinning words like spiders spin webs, not a part missed, not a part unsaid You the charmer, they the gullible followers Disgusting white snakes entangling friends and lovers with hidden intentions You the betrayer, being hurt most cringing in your ecstasy Falsifying witness, dodging bullets Excuses to protect the prey so easily tricked Crooked smiles with an adrenaline altered self. Like an open book, your facade sensed by a few though try as you might The spell broken, gasps and whispers follow you like phantoms Echoes corner you, the grave complete It is getting dark, you can’t go back You reach out and try to fix it, but it’s too late, the clock has struck midnight Not even flowers can save you Ignorance gone you take time to listen; an entrancing sound Like bitter flies that buzz annoying atrociousness near your ears and eyes