Vile Betrayal

Eternal scream, into the black I thought you'd left, But now your back Vile Betrayal, old, old friend Will your torment Never end? Look for love, find only pain Past scars ripped fresh and bleed again First you give, then take away You just spend, I always pay Can't break free, I'm just broken I need this misery to end Reject, deny, recuse, acquit Be gone and just be done with it Forever alone, again bereft The peace of death is all that's left

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Caren Krutsinger

Date: 11/28/2018 10:25:00 AM

Isn't this the way? Just when we get a little hope the "it" is gone, it pops up into our mind and soul, reminding us that it can take us hostage any time it wants. I like this one more than a little bit.