Backstabber
It would’ve been better if you had slapped me
Right across the face
It would’ve been kinder if you had told me
“This is my own case”
But instead you went behind my back
And drove a knife right through me
Both my faith and trust, you now lack
Desert!
And leave me be
Oh! had you told me your thoughts
That I may have braced myself
But I instead deal with these blows alone
These blows that you have dealt.
Copyright © Amber Bloom | Year Posted 2016
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