Saturday, May 21, 2005

Thru With The Lie

Have you ever been lied to
I mean creatively outstanding
the kind of lie which strikes out
is overpowering and demanding.

Now try this on for size
you love someone totally
they confess they feel the same
but they act anecdotally.

I allow it and blame myself
I lived with the lie because
I wanted her and I needed her
included no escape clause.

I stretched with the truth
amazing though it was
even a little bit of her
gave me my just cause 

Lately she crossed the line
the lie became too farfetched
even my desire could not
allow for it to be so stretched

The chasm grew too wide
the abyss dark and deep
the lie more outlandish
no way I could see to keep

All the love in the world
can't hide from a pure lie
the type which grows on its own
seems to take wings and fly

I could live with a bit of it
even a tall tale to boot
but hey yaw'll, this monster
is making me get up and scoot

Her loving is worth a lie

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Awww...this one makes me sad.

Anonymous said...

Spencer, lies come in all colors and sizes - but they're still lies, aren't they?  Good poem.