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Illya Oz Jul 2016
I lie
I know I do
And that you do too
I lie about things that matter
I lie so that people won't chatter
I lie to feel that I am blameless
I lie but am still not shameless

When I was 5 I was a lier
I stole chocolates from my mother
Then I told her it was my brother

When I was 10 I was a lier
I did not do what I should have
But I said it was all I could have

Now I'm 15 and am still a lier
My friends ask me why I don't smile
I tell them that it's just my style

I do not want to be like this
I wish I could say what is true
I wish that I could breakthrough
This web of lies
To do so would be unwise
I'm far too deep within this hole
And the time has taken its toll

*But I lie because I'm scared
Of what people might think
If they knew what I do when they blink
You’ve made me doubt love.
You’ve made me doubt everything.
Your lies spin in my head all day,
"How did you not see it coming,"
"Why didn’t you see the signs,"
I blame myself for your mess.
Your lies I trusted with my dying breath.
You never said you were sorry.
You never tried to explain.
You just left when you got busted
with not so much as a goodbye.
Just suddenly,
you were no longer a part of my life.
So much planning went into you deceiving me,
and I hope just as much planning
is put into your future misery.

PS: I Was Never Yours.
Maybe you were a catalyst for my growth, or maybe you were nothing but lies and pain from the start.

(PSS: *******, Dylan.)
You're honest, but why?
All I can do is lie
Still so much you can't see
Yet you put your trust in me
(For you, I'll be the best I can be)

Oh, you fragile boy
You think you're so strong
Thrown around like a toy
Been running for so long
(Oh, I'll prove you wrong)


Been knocking on your wall
Would you please let me in
No, you're not that tall
You can't easily be seen
(We can be better than we've been)

I don't know how this goes
Haven't tried it before
We've had our highs and lows
These feelings I want to explore
(They're too strong to ignore)


Shake my hand
This is what we sought
I'll make this our land
How could I not,
After all that you've fought?
(I'll fight for you with all I've got)
inspired by the foxhole court series, one person's in italics, the other in bold
Racquel Tio Jun 2016
I'm not gonna beg you to come to my grad
and pretend to have something I've never had.
there are certain things you can't forgive
it's basically a list of everything you did.
you won't see me pleading you to come to my prom
you should be the one asking me
because you're my mom.
I grew up in a lie that you couldn't walk
and now you don't even pretend we can talk.
you still don't know about my tattoos
and dad's just as oblivious
to the abuse.
Racquel Tio Jun 2016
I've learned to sort my pain
into stanzas
containing all of the beauty I don't feel.

so I write the poetry I can't live
and live the poetry I can't write.

with each word i attempt
to romanticize
skinny thighs
a mothers lies
or a daughters cries
in hopes that one day I'll watch my memories
the way you read them.
bipolarbandaids Jun 2016
up up flying
its simply electrifying
painstakingly terrifying
killing me now testifying
im like a kite that keeps untying
and my tongue it keeps on lying
the truth im still denying
hiding from what youre implying
on me you need to stop relying
my shoulders persist on sighing
afterall i gave up trying
i think i might be dying
Nik Jun 2016
do not weave me into your poetry.
the needle hurts,
the yarn itches,
your words swarm my head with lies.
your bittersweet poetry-
all a show.
your words create illusions.
i will not allow you to try to create me as your own masterpiece
when i am my own destruction.
Nik Jun 2016
I find that I miss you more at 11:07
on a Monday morning
speaking of your beauty to people who only know you by a name and a face
people who do not know your depth
the true beauty I speak of
than I missed you at 4:34 am
last Tuesday morning
vowing to never write another poem about you
on a notepad that knows all of our ***** secrets
Julia Mae May 2016
'how are the thoughts? the bad thoughts?'
oh, they're better, they're better...
with a feigned smile and cover down sleeves
i am so much better
i'm sorry, but i have to lie through my teeth...
Sydney Marie May 2016
using big words to
make you
sound smart,

isn't smart
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