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Betrayal

Is it the dead flowers still in the vase?

Is it the melted ice cream on the table?

Is it the shattered glass hidden in the carpet?

That reminds me every day of you

 

I was on a tightrope

Looking at you from the other side

Trusting you

That I won’t fall

Then you cut the rope

And I plunged downward

Into the blackhole ready to swallow me

 

You promised me flowers

And I took them with a smile

Trusting you

But when I smelled them

Falling to the floor

I felt a sharp blast of pain before

Darkness covered me up


We were standing on a cliff

And I was holding your hand

Trusting you

I leaned back to feel the air

And you let go

You watching my heart hit the floor

Who knew a heart could be so fragile

 

Now I’m crying

I’m not crying because of you

You’re not worth my tears

I’m crying because I was stupid enough

To fall for your dirty trick

Only to realize

What I saw was a mere delusion

Now shattered by the truth of who you are

Betrayal

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