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It Was All A Lie

A poem of betrayed friendship

By LuciousPublished 7 months ago 2 min read
It Was All A Lie
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We started small, like sparks in rain,

Two souls that somehow shared the same pain.

You laughed, I smiled—we both had cracks,

But together we kept the dark pushed back.

I told you things I’d never shared,

The kinds of truths that left me scared.

And in your eyes, I saw no shame—

You held my words like they were flames.

I called you family, called you home,

You made me feel less lost, less alone.

We wrote our names in summer air,

Made pinky promises we'd always care.

And when I broke, as I sometimes do,

I turned to you—you always knew.

Your voice was calm, your arms were wide,

I thought you’d always be on my side.

But shadows shifted, something changed.

Your tone grew cold, your looks estranged.

Little lies began to bloom,

Like vines that overtook the room.

At first, I gave excuses for

The silence now behind your door.

I said, “They’re tired, it’s just a phase,”

But doubt crept in like winter haze.

You knew my fears, my shame, my flaws,

You’d seen behind my self-made walls.

So when the rumors reached my ears,

It shattered more than just the years.

You told my truths like bedtime tales,

Turned sacred trust into betrayal.

You mocked the tears I shared with grace,

And wore deceit like your new face.

You let them laugh—you let them guess,

At secrets I gave you in tenderness.

You didn’t blink, you didn’t care,

You left me with myself to bear...

And still I hoped—how sad, how true—

That there was some good left in you.

But every message left unread,

Just proved that friendship’s ghost was dead.

I searched the past for where it broke,

What signs I missed in all you spoke.

Was it my fault I couldn’t see

The friend I loved would lie to me?

What did you gain by letting go

Of all the love I tried to show?

Was hurting me your final goal?

Or did you lose your own control?

I wonder now if you pretend

You ever cared, or played pretend.

Was I a story, just a game?

A heart to wound, a soul to blame?

You said forever—I believed.

You held me close, then made me bleed.

And when I begged for truth, for why—

You turned away…

It was all a lie.

Now when I hear your name, I freeze.

Your ghost still drifts in memories.

There’s laughter echoing in halls

That once felt safe—but now feel small.

Yet through the ache, I start to see

This pain has made me more of me.

You broke me down, but not to dust—

I’ve learned to rise from shattered trust.

I’ve learned that masks can smile bright,

That daggers hide in morning light.

That not all those who hold your hand

Are there to help you safely land.

But I won’t hate, I won’t seek war—

I’ll simply close that open door.

You taught me strength disguised as pain,

That loss can sometimes clear the rain.

So thank you, friend who wore disguise,

For lessons learned beneath the lies.

You were the storm I couldn’t flee,

But storms, too, shape the deepest sea.

And when I walk away from this,

I’ll carry strength—not bitterness.

But just one truth I won’t deny—

You swore you cared...How could you do this to me?

It was all a lie.

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About the Creator

Lucious

Hey! My pen name is Lucious, and I'm a topsy-turvy, progressing writer currently in the 8th grade! I use the adjective "topsy-turvy" because my writing is somewhat of a rollercoaster! I write a lot, and I am open to feedback!Enjoymyprofile!

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  • F. M. Rayaan7 months ago

    This was raw and beautifully written. Your pain speaks through every line—and so does your strength. Thank you for turning heartbreak into poetry.

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