Morning comes again,
Hear betrayal sing its' tune,
Insanity pain.
he stared out his window every night
afraid he might come again
torment what was done to him
pain is the scar that couldn't seem to leave
darkness and sadness became his two best friends
the wepts on his body and bruises in places
i can not repeat
by the guy who in his eyes was suppose to love
and protect him no matter
the one that is suppose to love you can't hurt you
is what he thought
blankly he continued to stare at that window hoping
deep down the heartache and betrayal he had faced
would not stay
it began to rain and the droplets fell against
the window
he stared at the droplets like they could save him
but to his dismay the man was to stay
Seems so much is left unsaid,
Leaving regret and dread.
Hurt and betrayal leaves a mark.
Exposed wounds open and dark.
Too much time spent saying goodbyes,
Unfinished lines broken where they lie.
Tears of sorrow cascade unrelenting,
No openings for the mending.
Broken lines in need of repair,
Silence remains full of despair
Years of memories lorn.
All that’s left is treachery and to mourn.
DOREEN CYR
OCTOBER 17, 2010
I feel no regret for past transgression
I was the aggressive I do admit
but killing you was fun
beating the life out such a monster as you
was a necessity
the world is a better place with out the likes of you
abandoning those that loved you
breaking hearts and bones
the betrayal and lack respect
all the laws you broke
and the only home I ever knew gone
my life was transmorgrified
I was paralyzed emotionally
literary terrified
frozen solid by your icy stare
but now Im free from you
but still a prisoner of the pain
in retrospect I did you a favor
you lived to long for your own good
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