A weird poem about my writings and what I need those who read them to get from them. |
-Fall Into My Lies- by Keaton Foster Take these words Barren of truth Such absolutes Convincing I seem Brilliant I may be Tortured indeed Fall into my lies Make them yours Hold them close Near your heart Around your throat Suffocate on their weight Feel each one Know them well You alone have the power To make them true Within each fold Each bend Each break Each well-crafted mistake Is all that I am The summation of everything That has been done to me As well as by me Away from God’s grace In a wilderness of hate I find myself Standing quite still Too curious to move Too stuck in place Mired by my fate Desolation reigns Darkness conveys Such a reality I shape Into convincing lies Harder I wish to make it seem Impossible I dare scream Mediocrity holds no burden Humans turned creatures Has made us all quite numb To the reality of our predicament I must be more Far more terrifying indeed I must make your heart bleed And your mind scream You must beg for mercy From the meaning of my words Fall into my lies Believe each one as fact From my mind Through my fingertips They flow Long after I am known Long after I am exposed They will remain And so will you You will not forget How could you ever… Fall Into My Lies Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2012. |