The Trap

If I were a mountain lion
I would've been wary and wise
back turned safely to the wall
watching with careful eyes

I would've been cautious, cagey
and on the lookout for lies
but instead I trusted blindly
and fell for your disguise

You were my blood relation
a tie that was said to bind
but when I hit my lowest low
you were the most unkind

You used me when convenient
drained resources, energy
exploited my better nature
and got the best of me

When others acted cruelly
telling lies and tearing me down
instead of you defending me
you disowned me all over town

You were the most insidious
sneaky, snarky snipe
proving true the back-stabbing
best-friend stereotype

But, at last I found you out
your cover fully blown
I watched you fall in your own trap
and left you there alone
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Makama Avatar
December 18, 2018 at 10:52 AM
Lord God! This has excited me to my soul... My spirit dances like a redeemed bastard with your lines... Keep on writing dear friend.
Mcferran Avatar
December 18, 2018 at 5:45 PM
Thank you! I am so glad that you enjoyed this! :)
Faulkner Avatar
December 10, 2018 at 1:30 PM
Yes, betrayal is its own insidious pain, but love your strong ending!
Mcferran Avatar
December 10, 2018 at 3:00 PM
Thank you, my friend! ;)
Pigeon Tart Avatar
December 8, 2018 at 10:06 AM
Ooh sharp ink! It bleeds! Awesome read! xomo
Mcferran Avatar
December 8, 2018 at 11:22 AM
Thank you so much!! "The pen is mightier than the sword"... ;)
Krutsinger Avatar
December 7, 2018 at 4:35 PM
Went straight to my FAV list, and it was therapeutic I imagine, also.
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December 7, 2018 at 6:05 PM
Glad it made your fave list!! Yes, it was very therapeutic... I saw a prompt called "back stabbers" and thought, "Wow, I've definitely got material for that one!" It was a toss-up between workplace and family backstabbers... and family won (as they cut deeper).
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