Why did you lie to me, darling?
Why did you break my heart?
Why do I feel this ache inside?
Why do I sense we must part?
How can I live with no trust?
How can I close my eyes?
How can I block out these feelings?
How can I keep the dream alive?
What can I do to please you?
What can I say in turn?
What will the future hold for us?
What actions can make our love burn?
Who said it was fine to tell falsehoods?
Who buried your heart in the sand?
Who turned your head away from me?
Who took your mind in their hand?
When I saw the words you had spoken
When you told me nothing was writ
When you didn’t think I’d find the evidence
When in between eyes it had hit.
Where do I go now, my darling?
Where will I find love that’s true?
Where will I next lay my hat down
Where can I stay safe, out of view?
When you lie to me
When you lie to me, my world falls apart.
My gut wrenches and my heart bursts.
You are here, yet I feel alone, when you lie to me.
When you lie to me, I feel alone.
You hide your secrets behind darkened eyes.
I am here, but you look away, when you lie to me.
When you lie to me, you look away.
Put your chin to your chest; shift restlessly.
I wonder why I am here, when you lie to me.
When you lie to me, why am I here?
You shrink a little; become smaller to me.
We are here, yet ‘we’ are not here, when you lie to me.
When you lie to me, ‘we’ are not here.
We are lost to ourselves and each other.
We are here, but my world falls apart, when you lie to me.
I’ve just found lots of poems I wrote some time ago that were put into a PDF ‘book’, but I don’t think were ever blogged.
This is one of my favourites, structurally. 🙂
Jane Sandford 