Transforming Poetry

Lies

Trust and hope and promises,
Shattered quickly into pieces.

Threads like thin electric wire,
Cutting, stinging, burning fire.

Intricate designs, patterns, beautiful,
But oh so vile, evil, painful.

They stab deeply into my heart,
Rotting every single part.

The threads surround me, squeezing,
Wrapping me, icy cold, freezing.

They lied, they lied they lied,
And I've died, died, died.

Betrayal, rampant in my body,
Shaking, sobbing, faint and wobbly.

They said they would always be there.
They said that they would always care.

They told me I was special, wanted,
But their last words leave me haunted.

"I can't be dealing with you now,
I swear, you're such a selfish cow"

Their webs of lies, years in the making,
Surround me, stabbing, shaking.

They only wanted what they could get,
Treated me like a kind of pet.

And now they've found someone new,
Somebody else they can lie to.

So I am no longer important,
They leave me broken and contorted.

I watch them go, beginning again,
Flattery, treachery, I let it happen.

I watch as they are sucked up,
Drinking from their deadly cup.

And I am helpless to their charms,
As they begin to cause more harm.

Turning on a new victim,
To lie again with deep conviction.

I try to understand why,
They cause those around to cry.

Why hurt those you should love?
As if you have permission from above?

Who told you to play god with me?
To rip out hearts and get away free?

Lies can hurt and lies can kill,
Do you even care that they will?

There's nothing more for me to do,
But try my best to forget you.

Pretend I don't know what you are,
Trying to ignore the scars.

Doing my best to fix my youth,
And believe that others tell the truth.

But once you have been betrayed,
Its hard to forget the inner pain.

And how it feels to walk away,
From the person you were with each day.

Who suddenly is never there,
And your heart is filled with deep despair.

As you realise that out somewhere,
They've dragged another to their lair.

They wrap them up in tiny threads,
The victim won't notice they're dead.

They think they were sent from on high,
But all they do is lie, lie, lie.