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Love is betrayal
A knife in the heart.
A stone that breaks my bones
Love is betrayal,
that lies to you about dreams of care and kindness,
but stabs you in the back
with disloyality
when you are not looking.

Is it possible for a writer to face so much heartbreak?
Is it possible to be faced with so much pain,
that if I had a penny for every time I'd had my heartbroken
I'd be a millionaire five times over.
It is true,
I am not lying to you;
why should I?

Love is betrayal
I can't take the pain anymore
to feel such pain, I'd rather whether just ask the Gods
to strike me down with painless and peaceful death,
and sleep as the faceless faces come and place lilacs
and roses upon my chamber of the dead.
What killed this lonesome writer, who loved everyone,
but was showed no love before?
I heard he died of a broken heart,
and that was what it was... A broken heart.

Love is betrayal,
trust me
for I cannot waste a single moment more
feeling this pain deep in my heart
that tears at my soul and heart with shapened talons.
Keep sleeping, with your eyes so blind,
can't you see what you are doing to me?
If you'd feel my pain, you'd sit down with me and weap.
It is easy to read these wordless words, that probably have no meaning to you.
To me this is poetry that sings songs of sorrow,
that fuses my heart together and plays songs of saddness
as I sit in a lonesome cell, praying for betrayal to leave,
leaving not a single trace of its existence.

Love is betrayal,
a knife stabbed deep in the heart.
A stone that is thrown at my mirror of transperanecy.
Can you see the pain that love has given me?
I was brought up to believe love is a magical thing,
a true feeling that makes you think diffrently about strangers.
Strangers are strange, with blind eyes
they cannot see what they do too me,
when they blindly stab away at my heart with their heated blades.

Love is a betrayal
that goes behind your back
and laughs at your sorrowed soul,
and as you turn to them all, they come all with smiles and hugs.
Once I turn again they laugh again,
and take their blade and stabs me in the back.
And I cry, but no one stops and listens,
No one cares, truely cares for my sorrow.
So, I wipe away my tears
remove the knives from my heart,
and I walk down the lonesome boulevards
Listening to the sorrow cries of lovers kissing on park benches.
Then I slowly awake from this dream,
but I cannot, for this dream is not in a surrealist piece of work,
for it is realism at its best.

Love is betrayal... love

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  1. Date: 9/14/2013 4:33:00 PM
    This is a long poem filled with anguish I believe it is directed to those who do not acknowledge love for the sacredness of it, perhaps they have mistaken love for lust, need, or other emotional attachments, for when love is true, it sets one free, I wish you this kind of love, one that knows not the price of a measuring stick, nor the heavy tug of a heart that's been duped, thoughts of healing are being sent your way, xxx

    Boskovski Avatar Chris Boskovski
    Date: 9/14/2013 4:41:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Thank you my lovely and kind Rose! You always know what to say in my time of sorrow, when my heart sings its low and scared melody! Thank you Mystic for the lovely advice, and hope one day I shall find someone without a knife ready to stick in my heart. I have faced so much heartbreak. I fear to face it again, for I don't know what would happen next!? Thank you Mystic!
  1. Date: 9/14/2013 3:30:00 PM
    a very sad write ,i feel the pain and hurt in this ,but good write tina x

    Boskovski Avatar Chris Boskovski
    Date: 9/14/2013 4:22:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Thank you Tina for reading my poem!
  1. Date: 9/14/2013 2:33:00 PM
    This has moved me...One cannot be indifferent to your pain. I'm so sorry you are feeling this way...I hope...I hope it will pass and you will see the light of love shining in her eyes

    Boskovski Avatar Chris Boskovski
    Date: 9/14/2013 4:23:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Thank you Eileen for reading my poem. I ask you one thing, don't waste hope on something that will never come. I am only eighteen and I have faced so much heartbreak I lose my mind. I fear that I will never fall in love. Poetry is my love! Thank you Eileen.