Can love be a lie? Will you lie to me forever?
No sweeter words exist, than the ones you don’t mean.
Manipulate me with your eloquence.
Paint this foul world with a rosy sheen.

I need you to lie to me.
Such perfect diction can’t be remiss.
I hate your honesty, your sincerity.
Sweep me off of my feet into dishonest bliss.

Fill my empty soul with promises
broken long before they were uttered.
Pour light into mortal wounds
Where my broken heart once stuttered.

Build me a glass prison to surround me,
A crystalline cocoon which cannot shatter.
Smother me with imperfect kindness,
because truth will never really matter.

Your guilt wraps my memories in a shroud of deceit.
Banish sweet silence with your vulgar conversation,
Dazzle me, with broken sentences, and empty words.
This is my suicide; and it requires your participation.

Save me from myself. From fear,
From truth, from light, and from those who criticize...
Whisper sweet nothings in my ear,
and serenade me with your lies.