Poetry: Lies

Lies

A lie starts so small and innocent,

but has the power to shape nations

to crumble otherwise stable foundations

to end that which you spent a lifetime building.

Your little lies cascaded into a waterfall

the deluge eroding the love we shared

My heart hardened by the flood of pain

Not able to believe in what you say.

You want me to forgive you and move on.

Forgiveness, when you aren't even sorry?

I will be moving on, without you.

Wary the next time pretty words spill from pretty lips.

~ CarrieAnn Murphy

© 2012 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Poetry: Ready To Fly (NEW)

More Poetry by me.

Ready to Fly

Lies have cocooned for so long,

Unsure how to live outside their smothering comfort.

Loved ones struggle to accept,

Religious dogma making it difficult.

Leaving behind the life known

Pursuing a life outside anything experienced.

Fear is almost a physical thing

The only other choice is to perpetuate the lies.

The road isn't easy, but its the only one left

All other options were exhausted.

To tell a lie is easy, To live a lie impossible.

It slowly chokes the life out of the liar.

The door edges open, A foot slowly emerges.

Sly glances, hesitant of the path chosen.

Tired of hiding, Tired of lies.

Ready for a change, ready to fly.

© 2011 CarrieAnnMurphy ALL RIGHTS RESERVED