Traitor
The sun comes up and cries out my pain,
Your mirror reflects it back at you in vain.
Nothing is worse then the pain you cant feel,
Rebellion isn't a feeling, only a fake for something real.
All I want is to pass, skip my turn,
I don't want to turn around to feel this burn,
The betrayal I get, traitor, traitor.
The day we met, traitor, traitor
A game of hide and seek night and day,
Hiding from this fear of going away,
Not going anytime soon, lasting years,
As our ending skirts away, last day nears.
You are only here to say goodbye, not to return,
I want to pass, to skip my turn,
The betrayal I get, traitor, traitor,
The day we met, traitor, traitor.
The pages turn and stop on your mark,
Closing in like a cry for help in the dark.
You are the enemy spy here for a moment,
Just a whisper of a love, came to break. Now broken.
The sun comes up and cries out my pain,
Your mirror reflects it back at you in vain.
The betrayal I get, traitor, traitor.
The day we met, you were my traitor.
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This poem will be featured (as a song) in my book Starlight, if you would, could you please go read it? I have been working very hard on it, hence the slow updates (I have been writing it and not as many poems), and I would love some feedback! Thank you so much! It is in the external link!
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