Why should I believe you?
All the things you told me before were lies.
Every word was a poisonous seed coated in honey,
Popped playfully,
Deceptively into my mouth.
Your store of sweetness has run dry,
The venom now runs through my veins.
Even your kisses were lies, the pictures are burning.
Once we laughed when one called you a criminal,
Now I see they were right… a master of illusion.
But then who am I to lay blame?
The fault is not yours alone.
I saw the signs, I saw the lie in your eyes.
I just let myself believe in your illusion.
Part of me knowing you’d never change,
Another part praying you would.
I had hoped you’d start believing your own lies, and come into the light.
Becoming the man I could see you as.
But it was never meant to be, and I am letting go.
The poison transmuted brings eternal flame,
I’ll learn to realize.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nicely written. You paint a picture so heartfelt. It's really an awsome poem.10+