7 - Betrayal

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I'm sitting at home,

I've been sitting at home,

trying to breathe,

or just inhale

after your betrayal-

How you left me for dead

even after what you said-

Even after all the shit

you perfectly said,

I thought we were on a team

but I guess it's just a dream.

You're a fucking fake

and I'm glad I saw right through the seams

that were holding you up-

That had held you up.

I'm a non-believer now

of the things i once thought-

All the things you taught,

but you're not a fuckin' teacher.

I don't wanna hear your preaches!

Get the fuck out now,

get the fuck out now.

I've been dreaming of when

times were better than this

but you were never what I wanted

So why all these fuckin' feelings?

I'm so sick of you

and all the escapades you say.

I had no problems not getting jealous

but you tore my heart out anyway!

Unexpectedly,

I never know what to think.

My standards fall lower

for you, what do you want?

Fuckin' hate me, baby,

at least that's better

than your name.

Those four letters with the B

at the front- You're a cunt.

What do you want me to say?

That you really hurt me

after that fucked-up day?

I guess I've just been busy

thinking maybe if I set

the bar lower further

you won't have any success

with making me feel

like a god-awful mess!

But, somehow

you really do it-

I don't know what the fuck to do.

I think that everything is fine,

I really, truly do,

at least, in the moment,

but give it a day or two,

and I'm on the floor in pieces.

I'm on the floor in pieces!

Try sobering up,

or something less pathetic.

Look at you, no better,

You've been nothing but a headache!

You've done nothing but be a headache,

and it's probably for the best

if you go on ahead

with those traveling plans,

'cause I don't wanna see your car

in my fuckin' driveway.

You're a dangerous child

and I heard it's quite rude

to compete against kids-

At least on the same level

where you feel threatened.

So, please, go find

another poor guy's time

to waste for the better

part of your own life!

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