Betrayal...''...''Betrayal...''...'' Poem by Marion Souma

Betrayal...''...''Betrayal...''...''



Amazing friend was the mask you portrayed -
A knight in shining armor, you appeared just as everyone else walked out.
There for me in every way - meticulous obeyed, like a robot being paid.
Sharing your deepest, darkest secrets - I felt peace within as I trusted you without a doubt.
Time passed and I finally did - I opened up and confided n you without a single twitch.
Sincerely, completely, I was being a friend fully
The demon you fought, you carved into my soul - spelling it out to me: 'THE PAST'
Somehow deep inside of me, I felt my heart and soul pounding - echo's through me screaming one word surrounding you:
'GLITCH'
With comfort and ease you walked over every single person the second they turned and left the room,
All along it was right there - staring me in the face, as clear as day light - you're a bully
All your friends, closest and those that existed only in distance, your family - even extended - your own flesh and blood, your mother, each day you passionately took on the task-
With stones you cast.
Acknowledgement to that small bit that formed part of me, you never understood…
You egotistical fool - caught up in you, yourself and the I alone.
Proudly strutting around in 'power', in truth your so cruel -
It doesn't make you clever.
It was the only thing I asked of you, you couldn't understand that she is my soul, my purpose - each breath I take - I take only for her, this is forever carved in stone!
All you could do was talk and talk and brag about how your fortune is spent.
Cussing your blood with each cent -
All you do is pretend.
Countless nights and hours I so clearly recall - I humbled myself in your midst, ending in shame -
I was forced to protect myself and defend.
I cried so many tears, swore and fought with myself -
I screamed in anger, broke myself and finally hid from myself.
My biggest lesson in life on the topic -SELFISH- you proudly teach.
In your eyes I might have been a lump of unfortunate….
Your judgmental dagger stabbed through me so unexpected, cold, sharp, emotionless, hateful and I stood there - clueless….

A strange calm washed over me, and suddenly I felt pity for you, and realized how bitter, lonely and rejected your life must be.
Each grain of judgement on me, on my daughter - my family has been your own twisted, deceitful world of lies.
Your energy, effort, money and sharp tongue - your attack was fruitless.
Don't make the mistake of calling yourself friend - 'my friend'-
You'll forever be to blind too see….

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success