Betrayal Poem by Mashe Others

To somebody else’s
But the agony is mine,
Words I do not remember
And men I cannot name.
Breathing in
Breathing out
The past hurries through my veins,
Anguish from betrayal
Hatred born of pain.
I lost my mind
Unbelieving..
Paler than the young of moon.
I’d fire a pistol down my throat,
For folly caught so soon.
And out of nowhere
From that time on,
I bore a load I share
With every man whose stroke of luck
Shall count from none to rare.
Now when it wears off
And you know it does,
I’d stretch my arms so wide,
Forgetting how it burns me up
Falling down another trap.