Lies

Lies,
All lies,
Heaped up on one another,
Trying to create a truth.
A truth you concieved
In some back alley.
Then turn around
And try to make me adopt it.

I trusted you!
I believed in you!
I stood up for you!
And then you let me fall.
As I fell,
My face was smeared
By the dirt
Of your lies.

It would take time
Before I become clean again.
Every day I would find
Another patch of your filth on me.
Still, I know I shall be clean.

As for you,
You will be burdened
By your lies.
They will bend your back
And contort your face
Into an ugly sneer.

Right now,
I can not promise,
I can only hope
That the fire of my rage
Would become nothing but sparks,
Soon to disappear.
And one day
I would forgive you.