The sadness gets to much at times Breathless, thought of depression hits without a trace You're just another pretty face Dancing with the devil never sounded so good
Betraying is just an act of being a coward With the stench of regret stains the air Nothing more then a mire feeling Dancing among the failures of life
The taste of sin The smell of greed With blood tainted in black Watch as the trusted become the untrusted It's just the way life
wrote this poem based on my feeling of how I felt by being betrayed and some what lied to by someone