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Loving the Liar
Taking a left turn when I should've taken a right She assures me everything is fine in the night Her touch feels so hollow but I lie to myself it's fine She whispers how she loves me and touches my spine
Her love is like a labyrinth with every turn a dead end I'm trying to find out who she is but each time she'll send Me to another room with a darker kind of blackened hue A madness in a repeating message speaking of all she'll do
I try to put the words together to form a coherent pattern As they dance and move just out of reach in a crazy spatter So I wander deeper away as she moves her hand in my pants A feeling that takes me above the madness of her lying rants
And for a few moments it's like everything will be okay I hold her tight and tender and believe this will be the day That the lying stops and she makes some sense for me But in the moments the pleasure ends my eyes focus to see
Back in the vine covered walls as I follow the broken brick Thinking I've found a secret door as I fall for another trick With tears that fill the small space that I'm in and take me up The first ten times I let myself fall deep and drink from her cup
Then I grew wise and started to swim navigating her cold tears I discovered that this madness of hers is a repeated logic from years Of self lies and self destruction that built this maze of rot As I make my way to the center learning about what she taught
The ways to keep everyone at bay and to keep herself in the dark Thinking that this maze was a castle not sitting in the stark So I built a light to shine on her fragmented bits of rust and decay And she screamed at me as I find her heart and pushed me away
Can she ever accept my love for her, or is it far too late Will she let me in so we can start to help her let go of self hate To build a foundation of trust to share and help us grow as one Or will I wander forever in madness, myself slowly coming undone