I am a lie
told by trembling lips,
or an assured pair of eyes
I soothe the one in need and
implode the others who believe-
believe in truth of your lies
I am a lie
a word of hope to condole
that everything will be alright
when things go tough and tight,
hope is what if not a beautiful lie?
I am a lie
a skill taught to survive
the malicious truth
when people scared to accept
they ramble in vaporizing rivers of repent
and rationalize
I am a lie
I am addictive and it is not a lie
I am loved and nourished
with me living is a lullaby
a true friend to hold
try me once, and
I will never leave your side
©Written Frames, 2018