I Could Use Some Lies Today

Tell me

My fake smile is sweet

Bright eyes

With blinding iridescence

Tell me

This voice is a sound of solace

Hits the right note

A lullaby to the ears

A melody to ease your fears

Tell me

I am the sunshine

Both warm and scorching

Bright but blinding

Tell me

I am the thunder

Trapped in a bottle

Contained but subtle

Tell me

I am the sea

Apart from treacherous

Both powerful and deep

I am the roar

Of the screams uncalled for

Tell me

I am the sunset you admire

Just the scarlet hue

In a second or two

Tell me

My touch is delicate

The meadow in the brushing of thistles

The Alp's early whistle

Tell me the lies I want to hear

Tell me the words I want to hear

Both the vague and the clear

I want the comforting lies

Until I fall asleep.

And tomorrow morning

I'll face it all again.