Never Lie to Me.

I don’t need your sympathy, your crocodile tears or tactically rendered remorse

Your woven lies knit of loose details, your poorly conjured fairy tales

I don’t need your empathy, summoned from the deceitful realm of your mind

If your votive is of a malicious motive, I’d rather you never be kind

Contain your sins within your clenched teeth and hide your fallacies from me

Let them die away like an untended flame, lest the sparks of your words maim

What I want is what I need direly; which you anxiously hide from me –

The bright and blue and beautiful truth.

Never lie to me.