I showed you friendship, I
showed you trust, I gave you
respect, but you gave me
none of the above, I tried
my best which wasn't enough.

I helped you and in turn you
stabbed me in the back, not an...
inch but to the hilt, if you could
you would have pushed it further.
Unable to pull it out because you
stuck it in so deep in to my back,
where was the trust.

How could you betray me, was it a
must, could you not respect me
enough.

Having this imbedded hurts enough,
but the help that was given repaid
this way hurts the most with the loss
of trust.