Words

Words, 

You can be sweet,

You melt my heart

Like fire for this heart of stone.

Words,

You can hurt my feeling,

Like a sharp knife

You stab me without mercy.

Words,

You convince me with your words,

I put my trust in your words,

Your empty words.

Words,

A sweet serenading lullaby,

A bitter poison cunningly implanted

In this heart.

Words,

I hold on to your words

Because talk is cheap

And I am a believer.

Words,

They are just lies,

Nothing more worthy then a grain of sand

Or your promises.