To the cheaters of the world.
Do we really understand them?
Do we really sympathize with them?

From a pure perspective,
we see fools chasing a desire of lust.
Which only satify a need for a moment.

To the husband.
To the wife that cheats.
And gets exposed.
How can you cry?
Someone's done you wrong.
What about the spouse?

And, if for some reason's of stupidity,
you marry your cheating soul-mate.
And they cheats upon you.

You must have realized,
you were playing a game that has no rules.

Where the word faithful seems to be news to you?
Now, you using the cheater's cry.
Trying to get folks to understand your side.

Strange, you will find a few.
Except, when you both was cheating with one another.
And carrying on this secretive affair.
It spokes volumes about you.

So some folks just won't care.
Cause you didn't show concerns for the spouse.
Who were always there?

You asking can you still be my friend after I cheated on my wife? HELL NO!!
Why the hell should that surprise you dude with no freaking guilt?
Remove you or keep you as a facebook friend that's the question.
You goner dude!!! Your wife was a good woman lousy loser.
Why cheat on her when she was a good wife and mom to your kid dude?
Flirting with skankards on net tempted you with *** wet your appetite.
You crushed your freaking wife and she crying and wanting to die loser.
No need to tell you that you did this to her and broke her and she's sad.
How the hell could you expect me to be your friend after that?
You can take your friendship and shove it up your *** loser.
Lost me as a friend but will be there for you wife if she needs a friend loser.
I don't get cheating with or without kids being involved in the mess.
Cheating is cheating and if you married you sure as hell should not do it.

You cheated
I stayed
Your fine
I'm not
The pain is eating me away
You say it was a one time thing and that your sorry
You love me and it won't happen again
I say I love you and it's ok
But it really isn't
Once you do something wrong you lose my trust
Cheating isn't always physical
It hurts like hell no matter what kind it is
I want to trust you again
I want to be happy again
I want us again
Right now I don't have any emotions
I pretend I'm strong and I can handle it
But I can't
I try to pretend like it didn't happen and trust you again
But I can't
While I lay here at night I wonder what your doing
Are you texting her
Are you lying to me
Do you really love me
Do you really want to talk to me because it doesn't seem like it
I'm sick of being the only one trying in this relationship
Man up and tell me what you really want
Maybe my friends are right I'm to nice to everyone. I get walked all over on
But I'm done  with that

It's bad
It's hurtful
It's something I don't believe in

It's deceitful
It's disrespectful
It's something I don't believe in

It's upsetting
It's ridiculous
It's something I don't believe in

It's different
It's tempting
It's something I've done

Cheating can be pandemic
Heart’s afflicted and paralyzed
Mind rationalizes the malady
Sabotaging the ties of relationships
Pandemonium sweeps away all

There's this mask I wear
The glue is so tight
Hiding me, hiding all
All you don't see, unless you get really near
That I'm not alright
My eyes are dark and deep enough for you to stand in
My wrists are ******, so are my thighs
My heart is shaky
And I've got non stop anxiety
But from far you see this mask
You hear my loud laugh
And see me hold my tummy in pain from giggling at my own joke
You swear I have recovered
When actually my late night tears help me keep the mask on
I may not look injured
Nor hollow
Or in pain
Just with this smile on my face
Of this mask that I wear
I hurt unheard and unseen,
Impatient for good days.

If my heart was transparent
A lot wouldn't be the same
Anyways, I'm already used to building these walls around my heart.
It's protected, I guess. From the outside world yet within me the storm never calms.
Tears wet these pillows
All night through sometimes wishing that morning must never come
Holding the grudge against myself
While smiling to all standing right in front of me.
Asking is this how life suppose to be.
Limping with anger yet holding the last thought of laughter
One hell of life we living.
You see...
This mask doesn't show things in 3D
That's why I love rainy days
Coz my tears are never recognized
Sadness engulf my soul while hoping that one day I will be able to remove the glue on this mask I wear.