Papers and photographs
Float past my eyes.
Smiles and epigraphs
Join them in flight.
They rise towards the sky
In incessant beauty,
Then burst into flames
In the silence of night.
All who I turn to
For guidance and aid,
Turn away from me
And let friendships fade.
Just like arsenic
And a bloodied blade,
They suffocate me
As I am betrayed.
Cerulean tears
Choke past my eyes.
Confusion and fears
Join them in might.
They unite inside
Me, grasp me and guide
Me, trick me and kill me
Too broken to fight.
All who I turn to
For guidance and aid,
Turn away from me
And let friendships fade,
And just like arsenic
And a keen blade,
They suffocate me
As I am betrayed.
The fair weather has
Been quite a disguise,
Masking the callousness
Or even apprise
Me that my comrades
Have been speaking lies,
Planning my funeral
Before my demise...
All who I turn to
For guidance and aid,
Turn away from me
And let friendships fade.
Just like arsenic
And a bloodied blade,
They suffocate me
As I am betrayed.
My mind's in circles
I am so afraid,
Not used to lost friendships
That people let jade.
I walk on bridges
That we once had made
Set fire to one end
And end this charade…
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Untrusting by Coffee Lover
Differences by Jessica Rose
Written May 12th, 2004
A contest entry
- Betrayal by Neon Lights.
300 points, ended October 28, 2005, 20 entries
Silver trophy winner
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Holy cow. I can't believe what I just read. This has to be one of the better poems I have ever read, as well as one of my favorites. It had so much emotion and I really felt like I could connect with this. Thanks so much for entering and good luck!
~Fi~
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This was very good. I liked the ryhming you had. Very well done. I think the repeating was ok, it added to the poem so good job. And thanks for aplauding my poem haven't had many comments these days, so thanks. Good write.
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Good job
Favourite line: my comrades
Have been speaking lies,
Planning my funeral
Before my demise...
This was very depressed, but not as much sad. There is a difference. It was good. I wonder why people repeat certain stanzas, I try not to unless it's supposed to be a song. Anyway, good job, and good luck.
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