the hardest thing i will ever do is tell you that ive lied to you. they seep from my teeth so effortlessly, so fluently, it's the language ive spoken before the beginning of time and my soul relishes in its versatility, im sorry. im sorry. im sorry. this one is big, water rushes over small towns and big cities and it engulfs me pulling me along with the debris my life flashes before my eyes- "why'd you lie?" your voice is a saving grace through a multitude of dark waters, i can't see your face but through the water's waves and it looks like your shaking but maybe that's just the vicious waves lapping the shore, i can see it now: girl swallowed up by her own lies, runs from love and chases lies, is this what we're reduced to? i miss you baby. i really do, im a silly girl & you're silly too. survivors floating on rafts and i look for you, looking at what ive done to this place that raised me. i don't see you, anywhere. i suppose you swept away with the tide.
