In your deceit you find me in question about which part of you is true

Tell me something other than lies

Can you define which emotion you feel at the moment you say you’re telling the truthDoes your stomach flip with anxiety

The same as mine when the lies are pushed as toxins out of my body from my eyes

What is there to believe

Have me see that you are more than the destruction in my head

Traumatizing inflictions restricting the hold on my neck

Every time I found you, the real you it feels like my chest was caving in

Again, I looked in your eyes and believed in the torment

I couldn’t believe that I saw this evil in you

You made me recede into depression for expressing what I was told wasn’t true

All the while you believed that you were saving you

via Daily Prompt: Believe