Do you know what the truth is?
Do you believe in lies?
The words that slither out,
Are they bells of joy?
Or ashes to my burnt out cigarette?
Do you believe in words?
Be careful she had said,
Words are words.
Corruption of lust ,
Mixed to lure you in.
They will disintegrate you,
Leaving you to be,
But ashes to your collective cigarette trays.
Once, you are trapped in that cage of words
What will it be?
Surrender to your knees?
You are kneeling to a once bagger,
You foolish little thing.
Words are words,
She had said once before.
-Di Maggio Carolina š