Douse your lies in gasoline
like a ticking time bomb,
whose paranoia flips the switch.
The small hands of the clock pulling closer
plucking away the nonsense,
vanishing all the deceit phantoms
left in my head from you.
Liars lose their license to love
when they crush each other.
You cracked my hidden code
collected all my falacies
and pretended you didn't know.
Such a self-indulgence.
A silly symphony of sympathy
played at my demise.
And now you've lost your touch,
drownt me with your lies.
In that pool of kerosine,
waiting to ignite.
POOF.