Betrayal - (from Endless Circles)
A pink envelope fell defiantly on the floor
Romantic verses, another woman’s hand
I choked on feelings of denial and pain;
struggled with doubt; self-esteem
Anger surges, despair emerges.
How could I go on?
I knew he still loved me,
but there was so much stress
Between us now
in his eyes, my voice, our bed
Too proud to shed incessant tears
Decry the hand of fate
I stood strong till death do us part
did not give in to hate
Death soon dealt a cruel hand
fa’ailo for them did toll
who was I to question
or ask the reason why?
Both their lives ended suddenly
far too young to die
Love and betrayal
burned forever in my soul.