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A Liar's Consequence
My tongue is a sword slicing through every day
I brandish it not to cause pain, but save face
Over and over, the lies, they roll out
Until I’m all twisted, can’t tie them all down
The voice in my head says “worry not, dear child”
But before I can blink, much too high they are piled
No satisfaction granted from deception of verity
No sign of trust, peace, integrity, or clarity
What once was a sword, is now my own shovel
Digging my grave and creating a tunnel
A path that starts from accidental miscommunication
And leads all the way to deliberate manipulation
My eyes may have seen, but won’t show what’s been witnessed
Confirming my fate, the bleak reveal of sin’s kiss
No longer will I be warned of the disgrace that come as a liar
But my soul, it shall be sent to the depths of all Hell’s fire
What once was a shovel and a sword before that
Is a pair of great scissors shredding away at
My body, my soul, and my mind all alike
The torture, the suffering’s unbearable tonight
The tormenting agony that I do deserve
Is all that is left for my betrayal to earn
I am a no one who spits fables and fibs
A no one whose lies no one could forgive
This is my spirit
Alone in the dark
This is my spirit
Crying with no one to hark
Forgotten
Unwanted
Distrusted
And Rotten
These are the consequences of a liar
I am a no one who spits fables and fibs
A no one whose lies no one could forgive
Could it be possible, could it be true
That there is a someone who’s come to rescue?
The savior of all of us sinners combined
Come to save me a mere speck full of lies?
Jesus has come to set my soul free
Because I am His and because He loves me
What once was some scissors, a shovel and sword
Is now the song that I sing to my Lord
No longer am I the puppet of Lucifer
I am in the hands of a higher power
The one who is love and shows me mercy
God picked me up and now takes care of me
He is the way and the truth and the light
God is my savior, He holds me tight
This is my spirit
Loved and set free
This is my spirit
God holds the key
Honest
Courteous
Generous
Selfless
This is the consequence of a follower

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I wrote this poem about a year ago after I had gone through some rough times with my family. I was deceptive, and I strayed away from the path God has planned for me. My relationship with my family was being torn appart and I was the sole reason. I wrote this poem a while after the dust started to settle, and it really helped me realize the difference between who I was, and who I want to be. I hope it speaks to you as much as it speaks to me.