Why is it I want to squeeze you
Hard enough to squeeze each lie from even forming
I find myself in a tizzy
Wishing to paint you differently
Thing is I waste each day
Focused on what isn't
How it can never be
Instead of finding what is
Or what can be in me
Oh yes... I matter

I find myself looming
Weaving up all your lies
Over and over in my head
A creative work of art
A jumbled mess of a life
Compulsive and good at conning
Nothing sustained for long
Yet I still loom
Like a lady in the darkness
Who wishes not to see the light

Your lies are perfectly woven
So creative and sweet
Cunning yet cruel
To think I allow you to impact me
To sit and waste this very moment
On all the stories you told
No justice in it
No real clarity in your murky self
I see myself clearly in the water
Your puddle is full of grime and oil
No clear vision and you like it like that

For thineself you are true
A perfect picture of what you think
Women want in a moment
Here today and gone tomorrow
Nothing is ever real
So many lies to so many
No remorse or compassion
For those whose paths you crossed

The mirage you paint for people
Oh what talent you do have
A gentleman indeed
Cunning as a fox
A genuine article of deceit
You'll get your just reward
For every lie you muttered
Just wait and see
Your evil grin will be wiped away
On judgement day

A friend stated
Once a liar, always a liar
Yet I didn't believe it
I believed we have power
To change our lives
How can I deny the obvious
Proof lies in your actions
Your own twisted tongue
Now I've learned
It's by your own tongue
You're hung

SDF May 24, 2010

you just wrote about my husband
nice writting

heartfelt

big hugs sweetie

adding to your poem


you search long an hard
as thinking everything is
going to be grand
as looking through
the skies and praying
for some form of answer
when all you get is nothing
but in return is full of lies
representing after another
where getting tired of hearing
one excuse after another
as saying it will be different tomorrow
as tomorrow comes and goes
as you have crossed your fingers
to a man that is no gentelman
a man that has no heart
with continue of lies untill
the very end
he may had been a friend at one point and time
but things change. where now you see the the brighter side
then you did before.
as i have more power than i did in the past
as im stronger than you never know

sending.... I hope you have a great day! Sorry this touches home for you.

2kids....

((pkh))... haven't seen you in awhile, hope all is well.

Queen... very nice.