Deception

There are people screaming.
Someone is running, sprinting
burning through the flesh encasing
my chest.
Fire, heat, flames;
curling up like a spiral staircase
until I cannot breathe.

So many voices...
"You killed him!"
"It's your fault!"
"Why?"
"How could you not know?"
Whore. Slut. Irresponsible
smut on the ground that I walk on.

These are the nights I cannot sleep.

Some of the disembodied voices
speak calm words to me.
They soothe me to sleep with silky lies
wrapped around my mind until I am unconscious.
Their deception leads me to dreams laced
with hollowed peace and lifeless dreams.

Their smirks tell me more than their
words ever can.
Judgement. Perjury.
So many facades cascading down on
my head leaving me stumbling alone
never knowing who or where lies
the promised land.
The land where all will finally be silent.

The land where I can finally rest in peace.