I am going out of my blood-crazed mind;
Completely side tracked and blind
By the fury that defeats me on the inside;
My brain, I can’t explain
As it erupts in great disdain
From the stain
— Of betrayal.
Screaming in my mind,
I can’t get a word in edgewise;
Spinning a million cycles entwined
With rage and anger riveting
— My spine.
I can’t shake this feeling
Of a so called friend ripping me in two,
Stabbing my back through and through,
Betraying all that we once had
For the price of a greenback;
What a damn joke
This immoral bloke
Who pretended to be my friend!
The end —
With this so-called friend;
I’m back to the drawing board,
With just me
And my pen,
The end!
Betrayed by K. Saitta © 2014, A Walk In Verse