The Nothingness

Before I answer the phone it tells me
Answers are coming 
Different wavelengths I surmise
Truth be told, I trust in lies
I believe that when I do it is a freedom
The disposition, the extraction of fiction from fact is a kingdom
I rule as a believer and teller of storylines
Never telling
the whole of the book
I am selling
What I wanted to hear
I stopped accepting your tears, I stopped pretending to be true
Because now I am
There are no more excuses No defences saying nothing is wrong or out of place
There is no more nothingness
No more lies to buy
What I sell is free
Pay it forward
You will see