Lies
Should I listen to you & all your blasphemous lies?
When you alone would never hear my cries?
No form of truth will ever change your mind.
Gazing at me with stone cold certain eyes,
So deceitful is your smile.
What use is there to cry for wolf,
When I've already tried a thousand times..
YOU ARE READING
TEARDROPS
PoetryJust Words. Random words that cut you deep. This is my world- and I'm a broken piece of artwork.
