Betrayal

 

A sham, 

No friend of mine. 

You cloaked yourself with words of peace,

And I, believed you.

I did.

I offered up my best, 

My open hand,

My music, 

My very being.

When your words wavered,

poorly chosen, unkind,

I made excuses.

I stood stoutly by your side.

Defended.

Down to culture,

Down to stress,

Upbringing. Issues. All the rest. 

It has taken time,

But truly I do not wish you death,

though the thought of it lightens my soul.

I would prefer

you be stopped. A life of limbo,

suffering.

Knowing that I know what you are 

That there is no hiding

no safe port

no shelter from the storm.

Your betrayal.

Of the worst kind. 

For you betrayed yourself, your soul, 

Your one and all. 

How do you live with that?