You had us all fooled.

You told us stories that brought tears to our eyes

You told us how much we are TRUE Christians and how we’d never let you down.

Was it true? Did you really believe all that you said?

All of these memories float back and forth in our minds now.

We loved you and we still do.

But did you appreciate, no not even appreciate, but understand the effort put in to fixing you?

Giving up on someone is a terrible crime to the human race.

It’s a crime I’m about to guiltily commit.

I trusted you. I told you things I have never told anyone before so soon.

I believed every story, even with though some were inconsistent.

I truly care for your well-being.

Do you care for mine?

Was this all a game, joke, plot?

Were you lying to me this entire time?

Was anything you told me true?

This really scares me having to question your morality.

You’re not Jesus.

You’re the good one I believed you to be.

I don’t like seeing the worst in people but I have to be honest with myself.

You’re not Jesus.

You pretended and you did well.

Why would you keep playing your trade when people finally gave you something to live for?

Why did you lie when you obviously didn’t have to?

It doesn’t have to be this way..

You can drop the helpless act.

You’ve been found out.

It’s over.

No more games.

You’re figured out.

This doesn’t mean I don’t care.

This means that I can’t try to help you if you can’t help yourself.

The lies need to end my so-called-friend.

There’s no negative feelings, only honesty.

Please help yourself before it’s too late.

I rest my case down at this point.

This is a problem you have to solve on your own.

This poem is about all of those people out there- We all know them- whom feel as if they have to lie.. about everything in order not to be hurt or insecure. To all of you whom are guilty of this, you’re only hurting yourselves because eventually you will be found out;the truth always reveals itself to those who seek it. No matter what you’ve done wrong or how you think others will react, come clean. Don’t keep the devil in your heart. Let it out! Scream, cry , punch a pillow. Be yourself and stop lying. Lying only leaves you lonely in the end.

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