Do you think it’s easy to ignore this pain? 
I bothered myself to care
pressed upon my day 
to give a crap
thought it could lead to understanding
But, when liars sit in your heart 
they eat you from the inside out
corrupting the very essence of love— 

disrupt the heartbeat 
with vile undertakings
to justify the insanity 
of their lack

It negates the purpose of existence
the reasons to love 
cloud over in a hazy-milky-sap
blunting the thing 
you say you love—

There comes a moment 
when time stops
the pain of the abuse 
doesn’t subside
The disgust/ the daggers/ the game-playing 
ruthless in its endeavors/ and senility
sets you back 10 years/ or more. 

©Jay Mora-Shihadeh

Photo by Soroush Karimi on Unsplash

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  1. Wow love the premise of this and these key lines that truly say it all:
    “But, when liars sit in your heart
    they eat you from the inside out
    corrupting the very essence of love— ”
    I have never seen it put this way..and oh yes..you found the perfect way to say it, Jay!!

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