The only soul i trusted
With my secrets
Became the one
Who shattered them.
Can you truly call yourself my friend?
I don't think so .
You stabbed me -
And the deepest pain
Was never from the blade,
But from the hand
That held the knife.
Your deception built the walls
Of my bitterness.
I would rather drown in silence
Than speak my heart to you again.
Yes, you broke me-
But it's okay
Because everything circles back.
What goes around
Always returns.
And I’ve learned—
It’s far better to walk alone
Than to walk beside
A friend who speaks behind my back.
Aug 27, 2025
Aug 27, 2025 at 12:39 PM UTC
The only soul i trusted
With my secrets
Became the one
Who shattered them.
Can you truly call yourself my friend?
I don't think so .
You stabbed me -
And the deepest pain
Was never from the blade,
But from the hand
That held the knife.
Your deception built the walls
Of my bitterness.
I would rather drown in silence
Than speak my heart to you again.
Yes, you broke me-
But it's okay
Because everything circles back.
What goes around
Always returns.
And I’ve learned—
It’s far better to walk alone
Than to walk beside
A friend who speaks behind my back.
I understand that the pain of being betrayed by those we hold dear can be incredibly deep and distressing. It's heartbreaking to feel let down by the people we trust the most.