Followed

We met as kids and became friends soon there after
Childhood friendship with lots of laughter
It wasn't long until his hands grasped a dagger
I can say I was surprised to see the steely tool
I tried to think it wasn't true, but I'm a fool
The poniard was planted with skill and a smile
Landing on target just left of center into my back
The gripping memory of disappointment
The pain of betrayal and loss
The knife wasn't just in my back
The wound was deeper than that
It went through my back and broke my heart
I have been bleeding out ever since
The unquietness of bitterness
I'm being followed by my unforgiven past