Itsy Bitsy Liar
When you look at me you may see a less-than-perfect human being. But that’s okay because I’m not here to please you. So close your eyes and take my hand. Let my pulse guide you. Do you see the broken dreams? Do you hear your shadow’s screams? Please don’t let go, there’s so much that hasn’t been told. Now take my hand, grasp it firmly, you must feel my blood flow.
My dear, why are you crying? Are your dreams no more than lies? For heaven’s sake, stop you bawling! Your tears could fill the midnight full. Please. Please. Please! Quit your whining. The world is still turning and Hell is still burning, so why are you so upset? Oh, I know, it is my breath, it is pretty raunchy. Now don’t you leave, just give me a second. I’ll be right back; I have to go fetch a peppermint.
How stupid do you think I am? Look around, what do you see? Yes, I know, this room is full of mirrors. So why did you try to leave, did you think I could not see? Why? Oh well, you didn’t get too far. Are you wondering why you can’t feel your legs? Well, last night while you were sleeping I did something. Now don’t you worry, I didn’t have sex with you, but I did drill into your spine. I took your nerves and tied them tight. Don’t be afraid, I didn’t do anything the doctors can’t make right. I just wanted you paralyzed.
Can I ask you a question? Your silence must mean yes, so here it goes. What is your name? Come on, you can tell me. Please, pretty please, pretty please with sugar on top. Tell me your name! Tell me, tell me, TELL ME! That’s it, you are a no good whore. A pimp would never want you as his bitch. Am I right? I said, am I right?
Okay, I’m sorry, please forgive me. Sometimes I just lose myself and forget to think. I am deeply sorry. Are we okay? Can you please forgive me? Tell me I am forgiven or I will take this knife and cut out your eyes.
Now, that’s better. I apologize for my crooked way, but what you don’t know is that I am not me. I am not myself. The fear is rising, it’s overflowing my veins. I’m so afraid, I’m afraid of myself. This fear, it’s like a whisper in the wind, you hear it but you don’t know where it came from. Have you ever been afraid? Don’t lie, just tell me. When you lie you are not being honest. Please stop distorting the truth. Tell me, have you ever been afraid? Fine, be a little baby, pretend like you don’t hear me, it doesn’t matter to me, my life will go on.
“I love you.”
I love you? What the hell is that? You are a liar. All I did was treat you with kindness as I took you into my home. But you have been arrogant and worthless. You have shown me nothing. You don’t even talk to me, your lips have been zipped shut for all of these years. Keeping even the faintest whisper from kissing my ears.
I love you? What is that? A lie? A dream? How could you love a man like me? A man filled with twelve personalities.
That cross around your neck, does it protect you from the lies, or does it condemn you to the suffering? I’ve sacrificed the lamb of my life and now it is your turn to serve my time. You’ve been sentenced to life without a tongue to be seen, and you bleed the tears of false security.
Close your eyes my sweet sugar lips, speak to me, say I love you again.
I thank you for everything you have taught me and now you are free to die. Goodbye my angel of redemption. I hope you have a nice flight on the wings of salvation.
