The Seasons of, Lies

The lies, they’d, spread across the season, gone beyond what the years can, count up…

The seasons of, lies, they’re now, circling around me like them, VULTURES, and I’d become, the DEAD CARCASS they wanted to, peck to nil at.  The seasons of lies, they’d turned me into, who I, currently, am.  And I know, that allowing these lies to keep on, plaguing every aspect of my life ain’t gonna do me no (so???) good, but, I can’t seem to, just, CUT everything, off!

what that turns you, into…photo from online

The seasons of, lies, that’s what I’d, been, bred by, I got, nothing BUT lies, and I’d, had to, use those lies, to keep my self, alive.  The seasons of, lies, they’d now been, gone, and, I’m, finished with, the lies.

There will be, NO more seasons of, lies that will be, living in, for I hold the truth now.

Forged in Lies

Everything we’d come to known, had been forced in, lies, strong, tough, sturdy, unbreakable…

All those words we’d believed, whole-heartedly, now, you’re (whoever you may be!) telling us, that they’re, LIES?  How the FUCK are we, supposed to, deal with that, huh?  When we took the words out of their, faithful lips to be, truths.

born out of the, fires…photo from online

Forged in lies, and it will, have to withstand the trials of fire, only, that not even half way through the “baking processes” everything’s already, melted to, liquid form.  Forged in lies, nothing can, withstand the impact from the truth, and, we all die, because we are all, products of our, parents’, L-I-E-S…

Forged in lies, that, is how we were raised, they’d lied to us, about how they loved us, when they don’t even HAVE what it takes, to love themselves, and we were in need of their love, so we’d, foolishly, taken all their lies to be, our, truths, and, we in turn, pass these lies of I love you down to our own, because we don’t realize, that what they’d given us, was ABUSE and NEGLECT, and that’s how, the generations to come will be, forced in, lies!

I’ll Marry You WHEN You, Grow, Up

Wendy is going, fishing…

TACKLE (Check!), BAIT (Check!), and finally, the H-O-O-K (not that captain but the real thing!  Check!)…

I’ll marry you, WHEN you, grow up, that was Wendy’s response when Peter got DOWN on his knees (still too pathetic!)…

I’ll marry you when you grow up, sure, but, you will, NEVER grow up, because you’re always going to be that Little BOY without a MOMMY!  And frankly, this “Spring Chicken” ain’t getting NO younger (and you DO realize, who a woman’s youth is, limited, right???)…

this was, fun, when she was young, sure…from online

I’d met you when I was in my younger years, and, I’m now, in my, twenties (I’m guessing???), and, through the years we’d known each other (thanks, for that trip to Neverland, man, from when I was a young child…), you still, hadn’t grown up one bit, still fly around all over, refused to, settle yourself back down, and what’s worse, you’re, the RING leader of that GANG of, lost boys who’d, become, totally, OUT of CONTROL too!

And, how can I, marry someone like that, huh?  I want the stability of a FAMILY life, and, that’s NOT what you had to offer, as I’d already, experienced it in Neverland, remember, from when I too, was once, a young child, long, long, long ago?

getting STUCK in his childhood! Sketch from online

And so, sorry, man, I’m REJECTING your proposal to marry me, besides, I got enough ASSES I needed to wipe, since mother died, I’m become, in charge of Mr. Darling (dear old dad), my three (was it now???) younger brothers, cooked, cleaned for all of us, taking care of the household, and I got enough ASSES I have to wipe, not counting you and your, lost, boys……

So no, that’s, a REJECTION on Wendy’s part here.

The Bed of Feathers I’d, Falsely, Promised to You

I’d, intended to give you that bed of feathers you can lie your body down at night to sleep, it’s just, that life didn’t, work out as I’d, planned…

The bed of feathers I’d, falsely, promised to you, I actually thought that I would be, capable, able-bodied enough, to provide for you, love, but, I’d, overestimated, my own, self, didn’t know how I measure up against, this big old world, so, the promise I’d made, became, a L-I-E.

how it all, began…photo from online

But you can’t blame me for not trying, hard enough, to give you, everything you’d, ever longed for, for you are, my one and only, true, love, and I had done, everything I possibly can, to make and keep you, happy, it’s just, that the reality of things, it usually, don’t work out, that way is all.

The bed of feathers I’d, falsely, promised to you, it may not have, started out, as a false promise, but now, it’s, a L-I-E.  For I know NOW, that I’m not as, capable as, I imagined myself to be, worked in this, DEAD-END job for………uh, how many years again?  And I’m still, going, NOWHERE F-A-S-T, spinning around all day, long.

The bed of feathers I’d, falsely, promised to you, well, it’d turned into, a TOTAL B-U-S-T.  And, you were too foolish to trust in me, and, that, is the ONLY thing I’m guilty of, for misleading you, to trust me, as for the rest, none of it, is, my, fault…

Things just, happened, honey…………

Are We, Over???

Call this, an, alternative “form” of, a Dear John, and yeah, I know, I know, you are NOT,J-O-H-N…

Are we, over???  Is this, the, E-N-D?  Is there, no more, love to, share between us?

Are we, over???  God I hope so, can’t even BELIEVE, how long I’d, put up with, Y-O-U!  But, the magical spell of this love I’d been under finally, WORE, O-F-F!

Are we, over???  Is this, really, the end?  I mean, there’s no, let’s FUCK for old times sake that will come, in the distant or, near future.  Are we, finally, OVER?  Because I’m so totally, READY to MOVE, ON, with the, rest of my life.

Been STUCK in this HELL of a state of mind, for AN ETERNITY now, and I’d finally, DECIDED to END it.

So yeah, we’re, O-V-E-R!

And I will, NEVER, look BACK, because that, is how, cold hearted, I can be, when I don’t, love you, anymore.

Everything IS, business, nothing personal………

Keeping Your Loneliness as My Pet…

Started, keeping your loneliness as my, pet, and, it’s now, AT, my MERCY (muah-haha, my EVIL laugh!!!)…

Keeping your loneliness as my pet, yeah, it’s, totally UNSOCIALIZED, like that, FERAL child, and I can’t, EVER get it to do its business, outside, it just goes, everywhere, and I’d, finally HAD it with your loneliness, I’d, tossed it out (yeah, I know, I know, that is NOT the RESPONSIBLE thing to do!).

Keeping your loneliness as my pet, that, is how it came to, adopt me (instead of I, being the, ADOPTING!), it’d, stuck around, not wanted to leave me alone, for a, split second, I can’t even get the needed PRIVACY, in the TOILET here.

this is, what I’d, finally, done! KICKED your loneliness out, given it, that, FINAL EVICTION, notice…photo from online

Keeping your loneliness as my pet, yeah, I shouldn’t have, felt, pity over it (but I had, and now, I’m paying, the ULTIMATE PRICE with my life here!).  Keeping your loneliness as my pet, well, I’d grown tired of this, FERAL animal of yours, so, I’d, taken it back where I’d found it, and, tossed it out, and you still can’t blame me, for not, raising your loneliness, loving it, like it was, my own, because god knows I’d tried, and it still, didn’t, work out, so, I Q-U-I-T!

Keeping your loneliness as my pet, that’s no good, and now I know it, so yeah, I’d, tossed that, animal, out, gave it the B-O-O-T here.

Our Hearts, Exchanged Their, Lies…

As we’d, intertwined (don’t EVEN, you LOSERS!!!), in our physical, forms, our hearts, exchanged their, lies…

Our hearts, exchanged their, lies, what was once yours, became mine, and what was, once, mine, was then (past tense!), yours.

Our hearts, exchanged their, lies, not knowing, that the lies that we’d lived on independently from before, were, almost, exactly, identical.  So, imagine MY surprise, as I’d found my own lies, tangled into, yours, and I’d, mistaken those that belonged to you, as, my, own.

as this continues, there will be, a HUGE, M-E-S-S for sure!!! Illustration from online

Our hearts, exchanged their, lies, and, the hearts, despite everything, they’d, longed to be with, each other, and, maybe, my body too (are you FUCKING shitting me here???), but my mind, and my soul, (that’s now, TWO out of a total, of FOUR, FIFTY-PERCENT of the “votes”, but still NOT the “majority” of MY, “population” though…), neither one of those parts, wanted anything to do with you.

So yeah, I’d, left my heart behind, as it’d, continued engaging in that, LIARS’ exchange, with your heart too.

And, the thing about living without MY heart is, that I’m actually, a HELL of a L-O-T, better these days, without that USED up, STUPID heart of mine, getting in the way of, what my MIND knows is, right!

Surrounded by the River of His, Lies…

She was, surrounded by the river of his, lies, and, despite how she’d, begun to, tune him out, his lies, they still, flooded her over, there’s no, stopping them from swallowing her, whole.

Surrounded by the river of his, lies, she felt that panic from within her mind, rising up, like acid, slowly, traveling, upwards in her, esophagus, and then, she’d, vomited, purged all his lies, out!

STUCK, TRAPPED, in those, dangerous, rapids…photo from online

Surrounded by the river of his, lies, she’d, paddled hard, using her hand, she didn’t even have the oars, suited for this, white rafting HELL that she’d found her self in.  Surrounded by the river of his, lies, his lies came at her hard, like the, raging waves of that, rapid.

Surrounded by the river of his, lies, she almost got, swallowed whole, but, she’d struggled, to break her self free, to save her own, life.  And, despite how those lies he’d told her, that she’d taken to be, truthful, they’d started, fading, dissipating, and then, the water was, calmer then, and she’d found that opening, and, paddled her way, out into, the cove, not knowing, what awaits her, in the, deep, dark waters.

But she knew, that anything would be, a HELL of a lot, better than, getting, trapped, inside that, delta, where she became, stranded, by his, lies.

A Ring of Lies that Surround Her, Heart…

Similar to how those, dolphins hunt in pods, how they’d, blown those, air bubbles, to TRAP their, preys???  Yeah, it’s, like, that…

A ring of lies that surrounded her, heart, she wanted to stop them (the bubbles of lies) from affecting her, but she couldn’t find a way for her to become, immune from them!

A ring of lies that surrounded her, heart, her heart became, his only, prey.  He’d, whispered those, sweet nothings into her ears (unfortunately, they’re NOT like my boys’ secrets in my ears, tickled me like crazy!!!), and, deep down she knew, that those words are, like Little Mermaid, bubbles, waiting to, burst, but she still, believed them.

like this…video from YouTube

with the bubbles as, lies that he’d, fed to, her…

A ring of lies that surrounded her, heart, her heart became, the prey that the pod of lies out of his, lips, to hunt, and, no matter how hard she’d, rammed around, she couldn’t, break free from them.

Until, the effect of that longing, finally, wore off one night, when he didn’t, come home, and, in an, impulsive moment, she’d, changed the locks on her door (and yeah, she could, she learned how by watching a YouTube video!!!), and then, he came, knocking, and she’d, plugged her ears up, turned that music, LOUD…

Leaned in, on a, L-I-E…

Like, leaned in, on a, kiss, only, that this time, it’d, STUNG!

Leaned in, on a, L-I-E, that’s what, that dumb blonde princess had done, mistaken that god damn T-O-A-D, for that PRINCE!

Leaned in, on a, L-I-E, and, you will, surely, fall, FLAT on your faces, and, not to mention, the abrasions, the broken cheek bones, as you’d, HIT the hard, concrete, PAVEMENT too.

like this…to start…photo from online

Leaned in, on a, L-I-E, but, thankfully, I caught my own truth, before, that TIMBER, trailed off, into, the distance, so I’d only suffered, that, mild, stumble.

Leaned in, on a, L-I-E, well, NO more, and, I still don’t KISS nor tell (‘cuz that’s not my style, hello, hello, hello???), and beside, ain’t SLEPT with (so???) anyone since 2013, since he’d, died, and I still prefer to have a HUGE, bed space, ‘cuz I may need to, roll around a bit in my sleep, but mostly, I keep on my, side (whichever side’s closest to the nearest exit!)………

and this, is how it, ends…BLOWS up, in your, FACES! Photo from online…

Leaned in on a L-I-E, yours, and now, I’m, done with, LIARS, you can start, leaning on, all those, lies that’s, paved the way to where you currently are, all the way, back from your, childhood days.