G.o.T 2016- Lady Lex of House Martell

Week 2- Truth- Poetry

The Bitters in Truth

You're drowning
in your own deceit.
Promises now empty words,
Sentiments never shared with me,
selfishly saved for her,
these endearing little forget-me-nots
leave resting bitters on my tongue.

I need to hate you
as much as I love you.

"Trust me again,"
your voice begs,
but your apologies are excuses
and they bleed from cuts on your lips,
and in these moments,
I'm fresh out of
give a damn.



~ 70 words
Prompt- The Truth (whatever comes to mind)