Hypocrisy

(I wish I could do all the things I say

Maybe I should just talk less.)

Why do I feel like a deceiving lover?

Cheating on my words to no end

They're bruised and bleeding, these words

They're dying, waiting to rot

But how much more rotten is this mouth

That spills out these words and abandons

Like a heartless mother deserting her baby

The empty words just like orphans.

Guilty reeks out of my skin

The stench polluting my body.

My soul burrowed into an empty hole

And I am falling into myself, disappearing.

They are avenging their decadence

They taunt at me, their creator and slave

Oh if only they could forgive me

Maybe that will stop this slow death.