Familiar Taste of Betrayal
I’ve tasted betrayal before just like I have tasted lies
but each time it’s so bitter, the taste always a surprise.
I cannot expel this sickness you left to rot in my soul
the brittleness of your lies that made you lose control.
So I am left no resolution and more unanswered questions,
you told me it would be an hour when I’d only had seconds.
You came in as an infection and you’re leaving a disease
once proud I stood and yet you brought me to my knees
your taking me down and you’re dragging me low.
Why take my hand if you only plan to just let go?
Copyright © Rhia Madison Thomer | Year Posted 2011
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