Like the water that seeps into the earth
Slowly trickling down
Like the wind before
the rain slowly invading my space
It’s gloom and
darkness like a blanket unfold
To cover the sun of
what I hold dearest
To dim the light of
my confidence in what I trust
Where has it gone?
The comfort that embraced me
Now all I feel is the
biting cold of a cruel reality!
Like the roots that grow into the earth
gently digging down
Like the breeze before the storm gently caressing my face
It’s cunning nature to conceal a doom untold
To rob me of what I treasure the most
To kill the hope of my faith in what I believe
Where did it go?
Where did it go?
The love that comforted me
Now all I feel is the scorching sun of a harsh reality!
Pretty petals wither
Even rainbows fade
To the earth they all go
where the water keeps trickling down
And those roots keep digging
To feed that tree of mistrust
Ripe with fruits of doubt and pain
Its shade to comfort a dying love!
Betrayal
heavy stuff! i cn feel the weight of ur words in ur very vivid portrayal of tht betrayal! er erm wat wer u feelin?
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