Those untrue words, <br />Small but mean everything, <br />In shadows they lurk, <br />Your perfect lies, <br />Hiding from the light of truth. <br />They start small and harmless, <br />Created without second thought. <br />But harmless they are not, <br />For they multiply, <br />And spread like disease, <br />They grow inside you and <br />Blacken your soul, <br />Rupture you heart, <br />And taint your mind. <br />They make you believe, <br />That they are truth, <br />You've fallen so far, <br />The black hole of your lies <br />You've created have taken you in, <br />Made you, yourself a lie, <br />All that you are, <br />Your identity, <br />All because, <br />You told him, <br />And yourself, <br />You didn't love him...<br /><br />Kiersten Reilly<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lies-3/
