You cut my throat
and got mad when I didn't scream
to let you know I was in jeopardy.
How did you expect me find you then,
to confide in you now
when your were the one turning off
the light every time I thought I saw the way out ?
You only shut up when you were waiting
for your turn to talk,only to tell lies
even you were convinced were the truth.
You only listened so you could get dirt
on me and still be the one to clean up afterwards.
Come on G. I'm just trying to be your friend, you said.
Every time I got up and reached for your hand
you handed me both.
Little did I know all you gave, you took
the double away.
Friend and threat aren't synonyms.
At least, not when you treat them right
Didn't your mother tell you, darling?
Of course she did, you just pretend otherwise.
At least,
After all this I learned something :
The word foe has three letters.
So do you.
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Bleeding and Nothingness
PoetryA collection of poems written by someone who's trying to understand love. I hope you enjoy my content as much as I enjoy writing and sharing it! Votes and comments are greatly appreciated :)