Saturday, November 24, 2007

BETRAYAL

I fight and brave the deepest wounds
The darkest words, the harshest sounds

I feel the depletion, slow and sure
Endure the infliction without a cure

I stand still, the walls break down
My valued treasure, all lost none found

I’m immovable; I’m true to reason
No one nears, touches my freedom

I smile to myself, this is all for him
Not a weak thread, not a fleeting whim

I reach out as he nears my terrain
His eyes are cold, no love no pain

I look for words, a fitting start
As he drives the weapon through my heart