Betrayer - a poem
I was unfaithful to my bestest friend.
And I didn’t feel a thing.
I fooled my own wounded feelings
only by looking into the eyes I never did.
I committed a repulsive treason
not being aware of its happening.
I stand alone with my thoughts
persecuted by my unforgivable sin.
I wish I were dead or maybe defeated
with no purpose and goal to win.
I must forget the reason of my shudder
and become extinct like I’ve always been.
© 2014 Tanja Trkulja