Her.

Shit went down. The next four poems (this one included) are me trying to organize my thoughts. Sorry.

Part 1 of BETRAYED.


You plunged the knife into her back

And I wasn’t there to see it.

Yet I felt it stab deep into me,

So deep I felt it in my heart.

She was in no position to say no

And you were completely aware.

It does not matter how long we have been friends,

Because in that single moment you wiped the slate clean.

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