Betrayal

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Your assurances found their way to the graves

I guess, I was never immune to this disease

Love indeed is an ailing heart

Existing in a delusion of a pain that feels good

I guess I would have to tear my self-respect in pieces

And shower them on your glorious presence in my life

The economy of ‘us’ with unequal shares in affection

Endless seeking of perfection befitting your soul mate

Countless rebellions against whoever stood in ‘our’ way

You were my ideal salvation

Your arms were the sanctuary I craved for

Crawled forward dressed in the tattered dignity of mine

How did you hide your flaws?

Or did you just move on to something

Or someone better?

You will be forgiven and you know that well

If I will survive this heartache, I simply cannot tell

Insecurity, you finally found me

And now that you feed on my mind

Please grant me another glimpse

One last, this time.

Author's Note

About a sentiment that has got the better of me, lately.

Reviews

[Dahlia Phoenix]

"Your assurances found their way to the graves

I guess, I was never immune to this disease

Love indeed is an ailing heart..."

Deep assurances of what's meant to happen. The way you start off this poem catches the reader's attention with what you have to say. Insecurity is a terrible feeling to have when bad things happen especially when one falls into the beliefs of protection and reassurance. A great piece.

[Amila Jay]

Great write:-)

[*~*Butterfly Kisses*~*]

Wonderfully penned and deep piece. It grew in intensity from the very beginning. Loved this. Nicely done.

[Becky C Strukamp]

I felt a lot of emotions reading this. And I obtained my own worth of the words placing them in and amongst my wants, desires , needs and demons. Excellent write.

[realmwriter]

Just allow yourself to grieve, then allow yourself to breath. To forgive is not to say that it did not happen. To forgive is to say that you do not have to live with it anymore. For forgiveness frees you from the bonds of malice and hate...! Very well written and very stirring.

[the_stoic]

makes me wonder - is it truly love if one has to lose oneself for the attainment of affection , for reciprocation ? your words flowed through the write . enjoyed it !

[Dream Weaver]

Betrayal: The ultimate deception filled with anguished pondering..
Nicely done..

[Groovy]

Excellent write

[Seshat Nidaba]

This feels as if its made vivid from personal experience, I like the authenticity of this piece. Some of my favorite lines are:

1. The economy of ‘us’ with unequal shares in affection
2. Endless seeking of perfection befitting your soul mate
3. Love indeed is an ailing heart

I like it when you take the plunge into intense emotions.

[Liza]

it is the stage of sharing our heart with another that we come alive and pain is the reflection of feeling and knowing the differences of what true love can bring; unfortunately, betrayal is part of our journey. we see true intent behind similar actions and are rewarded with truth; a truth that is not always wrapped in pretty packaging and ribbon we wish to untie...but it can be liberating to be liberated by coming to grips with a betrayal that urges one to keep love in their heart and release the bitterness to become sweet again somehow...somehow it does happen - when we delve in and go through it...we define the gift of who we can continue to give our love to.

[Silent Lover]

All humans suffer these pains, but few learn and grow from them. I am assured by your great writing here that you are bettered, and willingly build your character on the pains of longing and on the revelations of retrospect. Your struggle to break free from the clutches of insecurity and stand tall before your deepest and darkest secrets does not go unnoticed.

Society has taught us wrong - to seek wholeness and security in the love another. To base are esteem off of this. In time we discover security and sanctuary are right within us. Poems like this release that magic armor.

As always, I am renewed by your outstanding writing.