Lingering Mentiras
drinking every last
drop of innocence
I had left inside me.
stripping me of anything
and everything I held dear.
proclamations of “love”
crafted now only as stains
that desecrate pleasant
memories; used to taint
every pleasure enjoyed.
why did I ever believe
your webs of deceit?
how could I have been so
blind to the pain that is now
a scar deeper than I even know?
but I have found now
what you claimed to have for me
all those months ago. there is
only one man who holds the key
and who heals me more than
anyone can ever know.
his arms hold me closer and
keep me safe from your attempts
to ruin me still… his lips negate
the lies that stem from yours. And
though you might try to take credit
for this bliss I have found- you will
never feel the warmth of true love
that I have now and will always.
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