Betrayal

I have the knife 

you thrust in my heart

stabbing and twisting 

tearing me apart

my heart is now bleeding 

on your sharpened edged lies

Causing me pain 

I want to die

taste of my blood 

taste of my pain

You will never be 

allowed to do it again

Reviews

[Edward Lancheister]

well written, i still want to see continue part of this poem

thanks for share