Tell Me

Lie to me.

Tell me it's okay.

Tell me I'm sick,

and I'll get better.

Tell me

one day,

I'll be

normal again.

Tell me

I'm feeling the wrong things.

Tell me

I'm lost,

and you're guiding me back

to the beautiful house

where my life stopped

and my misery began.

Tell me I'm exploding,

and my emotions are splattered

along the walls

in raging, flying colors.

Tell me,

the blurry music in my head,

and the tears that hold my eyes,

contort me

like a possessed acrobat.

Tell me the lie

was truth.

Tell me.

Tell me,

I'm not drowning.

Lie to me.

Tell me it's okay.

Tell me I'm sick,

and I'll get better.

Tell me

one day...

I'll never be the same

after this.

©LJ

17 July 2014