I am a lie

I am a lie.

I am an insidious thought that masquerades as truth.

I am a distributor of mental poison.

I use a tiny thread of truth to gain entrance to your heart. I tell you something ever so slightly true so that you’ll trust me, but what I really want is to rape your trust in your own sense of self worth.

I want to assault your boundary of health.

I want to rip to shreds the growth you’ve fought for.

I want to convince you that you’re weak and fraudulent.

I am a lie and my chief aim is to tear down your sense of peace.

I want to confuse your efforts towards change. I want to stall your forward momentum.

I want you to accept that you’re flawed and you lack stamina for the journey ahead.

I want you to see that if you keep falling you are a failure.

I am a lie and I want to persuade you to believe that you’ll do the world a service if you stay small.

I am a lie and I want you to believe that your voice doesn’t really matter.

I am a lie and the sooner you surrender to the fact that you hold no power the sooner we can be friends.

I am a lie and I want death of your vision. I want your hope to wain and your heart to break.

I am a lie and your mind is my greatest canvas. I am an insidious thought that masquerades as truth and uses YOU to kill the essence of you.

I am a lie.