So many lies I have believed in my life that led to my grave.
These little white lie you told me to create this security net only to forget to anchor it to the ground.
So when I fell on the net it caved around me and became a suffocating security blanket that tucked me in my coffin.
Now I lay suck here with this coffin while your lies encase me in my mind, bound to play on repeat.
How many I believed only to realize too late that instead of a net it was more of a veil pulled over my face to blind me.
These little white lies that you taught me, that turned colored my world black and blue and destroyed this for me and you.
You see your lies were little until they were not.
Your lies are the reason I never could trust anyone.
The reason I ended up in this coffin wrapped up tight in this blanket, blinded by this veil you placed on me while being lowed in the coffin.
So many lies I believed until it was too late.
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Thoughts of a Phantom
PoesíaA collection of short pieces created by me about my life. They are styled in a similar format as spoken word poems. Some of the topics are a reference to my own experiences while some are a tribute to others who never got to tell their own. Possible...
