Lies of a Jester
by
Beverley McInnis
copyright 08-03-2001
Age Rating: 18 to 127
Your bitter lies I heard before
I knew it all before you crossed my door
Hidden deep inside was the lies you hide
Yet still I stood and let you inside
What a fool am I
What a fool am I
I couldn’t say no
I couldn’t let you go
What a fool am I
You held me tight
Kissed away my fright
I believed your lies
Even through the nights
When lovers fought
Fists were formed
I still let you in
Believing once more
What a fool am I
What a fool am I
I couldn’t say no
I couldn’t let you go
What a fool am I
Through battered eyes
I watched the world go by
I prayed every day
For strength to say
Just go away
I don’t need you anymore
Yet I opened the door
Just once more
What a fool am I
What a fool am I
I couldn’t say no
I couldn’t let you
What a fool am I
One day I awoke
And you were gone
Down that road
I dreamed upon
Leaving me behind
To pick the pieces up
Shattered I screamed
Shattered I dropped
What a fool am I
What a fool am I
I couldn’t say no
I couldn’t let you go
What a fool am I
Still one day I will awake
I will see the sun and no more clouds
I will love with all my heart
I won’t look out of eyes filled with dark
No more fool am I
No more fool am I
I woke to your lies
I shut that door
No more fool am I
No more fool am I
I’m stronger now
Than I was before
So when you come back
I won’t be there
Waiting for your love
With lies you shared
I won’t hang around
Like before
No more fool am I
I slammed closed that door
I will move on
I will move on
Live the life
That I deserve
I won’t look back
I won’t look back
No more fool am I
No more fool am I
I can see your lies
I can see your lies
I will go on
Stronger than before
There’s no looking back
Once I walk out that door
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Thank you for your comments, everyone. My poetry tends to be more on the dark side of life, even when my life is going in the completely opposite direction.
For the record, I left an abusive relationship back in '89 and have never returned. Much of my writing is based on those experiences combined with experiences of those around me - through my work and life in general.
Heh! I was JUST listening to a song by Shania Twain, "Black Eyes, Blue Tears"... And before that Cher's.."I Will Survive"... Heh, something must be in the air lately, hmmm? *hugs* COngrats for finding the strength. :)