Betrayed

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Betrayed

Down the dark path she walk alone.
No one is there to hold her own.
Empty memories fill the air.
Her eyes are nothing but bare.
Stab the broken past of hate.
Make her fall and bleed like bait.
Leave her there to suffer forever.
Walk away and think you are clever.
She stumbles in the mist.
She looks over her shoulder and sees the glist.
Her hands are bloody from what has been done.
It drips like paint from a broken can onto none.
Lied and used again.
She's not going to begin.
Darkness seeps around her eyes.
She falls down from all of the demise.
She lands on her back where the knife was covered.
She doesn't care she lays where all of her enemies once hovered.

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Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

Rhaven’s Poems (29)

Title Comments
Title Comments
Like Me 2
Adam's Song 8
Many a Fool 3
Depths of Fire 8
Cut too deep 8
All I Begun 2
Reverie 3
Shadows of Life 1
Forgetting 3
Nothing Inside (song) 1
Hate 4
Down Fall 2
What Remains 0
Bullet Proof 0
Memories 1
Rainbow of Tears 3
Flower In The Meadow 1
No Hourglass 0
Lights 0
Winter Moon 2
Crutches 0
Frozen Fantasy 0
Ambiguities 1
Betrayed 0
Crumble 4
Denial 0
In Depths 1
Broken Mirror 1
Tormented 0