Pain Of Your Betrayal Poem by Kiersten Reilly

Pain strikes through,
A knife inside,
Poking and Prodding,
Cutting and slicing,
The pain of your betrayal.
Pain grows to hate,
And disbelieve,
Wishing you could feel
The knife inside,
Poking and prodding,
Cutting and slicing,
The pain of your own betrayal.
Does it hurt you to know,
That I'm dying inside,
Your betrayal bleeding me white?
Do you regret what you've done,
Or does your soul grow black,
Am I no longer worthy?
They poking and prodding,
The cutting and slicing,
Ceases at your confession.
Untill that day,
The knife that is you,
Will waste my tears away.