Trust

Your fake tears subside as the glide down my face
Sweet taste of sorrow as they reach your false lips
I can see the smile surfacing from your inner mind
You take me for a fool
But my pain is as real as those misleading tears you shed
Each one a symbol of a lie you told
But if you were weeping through my eyes a great secret would unfold
And those tears would transform to honest grief
And for a brief second I might empathize
I am pacified with the whirlpool
Created by my thoughts and your tears
Such a fusion of lies and deceit