Scattered beneath

T.68



 

Am I not good, I'm not gonna lie, ALL my life I've done nothing but try.

 

He treated me like trash, always puts me last, leaves me feeling like an outcast 

My knees buckle,  being under his knuckle, my hurt just hurts, I fee l like dirt.

The lies he speaks, yet he goes on, like there is nothing wrong

The perfect life he portrays, feel nothing less than another betray

The unseen truth, they would never believe, for behind close doors, where no one can see, you all have been deceived 

There is so much more, you can not ignore, leaving one shocked to the core, I will hurt forevermore 

I've been left all alone  with the damage he's done, anyone can see I gave been outdone

I can not compete, truth betold, he has left every inch of me so very cold

Not as smart as I think, i could not detect his deceit,  feels like I'm living in repeat, I better just a take a seat

The pain I have walked with these two feet, I'm feeling so weak, maybe it's time to call defeat 

He fucked with my mind and my heart, gaslighting and lies, I can not rise, falling pieces of my heart, I ve completely fallen apart

How did this happen I thought I was smart,  he always told me he'd never part, could be from the start.

He looked me in my eyes, as I lay there and weep untrue words spoken and very deep, your heart I'll hold and forever keep

Fell to my knees with utter dismay, for all along he had his way, this is the day he took it all away

What's wrong with me I whisper so soft I have no words for my voice had been lost 

Lost in confusion my life was his game, and I was his one he'd aim all his blame

I see no real future all I see is pure bleak, for he's nothing more than and liar and sneak

Yet he goes on living his lie, my time now to say goodbye, for he will always deny

When will it end I often wonder, will I have to be six feet under? 

Only thing left are piece of me, broken  beyond my own disbelief, all   scattered beneath 

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                             4/19/2023

 

  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: T.68 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 8th, 2023 08:10
  • Comment from author about the poem: Trying to heal from the trauma of betrayal, writing was my outlet. I could express all my feelings, fears and doubts, as being in the midst of such pain, this is my way of helping me heal. I have wrote several
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 16
  • User favorite of this poem: Abby1234.
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Comments3

  • lvdgone

    Touching lines!

  • 2781

    Apparently the brain doesn't distinguish between physical pain and emotional pain.
    Makes me wonder if the healing process is the same.
    Time is a healer
    So they say
    Without the poison
    We would be okay

  • B.E.Poet

    Thnx for sharing this, I think a lot of us can resonate with this.



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