Being betrayed..doesnt feel rite, it never did.

 

 

In desperation
I gave you my heart
without hesitation
you tore it apart

how did you feel?
holding it in your hand
pumping with such zeal
until it turned to sand

you, with joy watched
crushing it into dust
another victim..another notch
you betrayed my trust

crushed beyond recognition
blood drops, dark red glistens
eyes, blood shot vision
i cried out, you didnt listen

i dream of you
seeing this through
full of apathy
you read my eulogy

 

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  • RayFree on Oct 22, 2009

    I really like how detailed you are of being betrayed. This is what a lot of dead people would be saying to the people that killed them most likely

  • diamondpoet on Oct 27, 2009

    Your writing make this poem vivid, good work!

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