Poem 12 - Traitor

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by The_Holder_Of_Time

by The_Holder_Of_Time

We once looked up at the stars, didn't we?
One night you invited me over
speaking about Apollo
and I did the same -
he's my cousin, after all.

There was once a time
when you aired your grievances to me.
I listened diligently
as I considered you to be my best friend.

How times change
when one betrays.

I spoke of an ex friend
who emotionally manipulated me -
tried to police my feelings,
shove his interests down my throat,
wanted me to take care of his trauma,
his complaints,
as if I didn't have any of my own.
I told you this honestly,
thinking you were trustworthy.

I was wrong.

When you began ignoring me
my heart fractured
the pieces floating right into the abyss.

Then I saw the lies
broadcast worldwide
and my heart fully shattered again.

You blamed your ex best friend
for your own lack of boundaries
knowing full well about your dysfunctional home
as well as what once was my own.
Any communication could've settled this
but you condemned yourself, you'd known.

Brewing potions with your new best friend
spitting bile
praying for my demise
as you filled a vial.
Bottling hatred for me -
that of which I wasn't worthy.

Yet somehow, I 'played the victim'
speaking upon my own suffering candidly
whilst behind the scenes, I sought help -
something that nobody else would see.

Sure, I have a lot to learn, a lot of behaviours to change, a lot to heal,
more than my fair share -
but you added a traitor to my list, would-be arsonist,
and your bliss won't last in my care.

Beware.