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A Lie
“A Lie”
I burn in the same Hell that you designed,
I’m in the same cage where you’re confined.
I want to save you, but you do not see the bars
Between your fingers, and the stars.
I want to save you, but you say I’m wrong
You think you’re iron, but you’re not that strong.
What is this silence that you deliver?
Your bitter chill has made me shiver.
There are truths you don’t consider.
Did you think you’d hurt me by dawning this chain?
By throwing yourself away time and again?
Now you’ve told a lie
And no-one can guess why.
Now you have a wall to face
With a cold embrace
O! Why? Why did you tell that lie?
I heard the news that you were going away.
There were other friends for you to betray.
You thought you’d hurt me if you killed yourself
By poisoning everybody else.
But what I’d give for you to feed me your lines
Through the walls of your new confines.
I want to save you, but you don’t want to be saved.
You know it was your life that I craved
To dream with, but you have no use,
For the dreams I offer, you refuse.
© 2022 Marten Hoyle
I burn in the same Hell that you designed,
I’m in the same cage where you’re confined.
I want to save you, but you do not see the bars
Between your fingers, and the stars.
I want to save you, but you say I’m wrong
You think you’re iron, but you’re not that strong.
What is this silence that you deliver?
Your bitter chill has made me shiver.
There are truths you don’t consider.
Did you think you’d hurt me by dawning this chain?
By throwing yourself away time and again?
Now you’ve told a lie
And no-one can guess why.
Now you have a wall to face
With a cold embrace
O! Why? Why did you tell that lie?
I heard the news that you were going away.
There were other friends for you to betray.
You thought you’d hurt me if you killed yourself
By poisoning everybody else.
But what I’d give for you to feed me your lines
Through the walls of your new confines.
I want to save you, but you don’t want to be saved.
You know it was your life that I craved
To dream with, but you have no use,
For the dreams I offer, you refuse.
© 2022 Marten Hoyle
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