Words are but letters
Laced together to form sentences
To communicate your deceptions
Those possessions you deem
To be your certainty
Creeping in for my consideration
Playing on my gullible intellect
The one that has led me astray
In so many scenarios
Leaving me emotionally penniless
Begging on corners for a pittance
Crying in the rain with no umbrella
Cold and abandoned
Shivering under the onslaught of your
Never ending deluge of dishonesty
Wondering how it could be
That I with all my intellect
Can be so easily fooled
By your fraudulent smile
And the erroneous being
That is you