Liars Poem by Scarlet Shay

I sit
I think
I stare off into space

I feel like I’m dying
or falling
but nobody wants to catch me

The liars
Who talk about me
With words from hell that scorch the soul

And the backstabbers
That drive their knives into my back
Killing me

I lay on the ground
As they look over me
Not offering a hand to help me up

Their darting eyes
Their piercing smiles
Hearing every thought they are thinking

As they think they have achieved