Breaking Point Poem by Anthony Daniels

There are many ways to bend the truth. Whether it being for your own personal gain or for someone other than yourself to benefit from. Which poses the question, what will happen once it is no longer bendable? Will you then come clean or will you continue your feeble attempts at lying to me, more importantly lying to yourself.

No Matter how much you think you can pull one over on me you were already caught way before you piled all of these lies up like a dozen stacks of paperwork. I just watched you time and time again as you continuously told me false stories. I sat there each time silently shaking my head in disappointment and biding my time for the day that I would end this. The time has finally come as I reached my breaking point and it is over between us, I am through. There will be no more lies due to the fact that I have grown extremely tired and bored of them. I bid you farewell.