#backstabbed
A friend so fair and bright,
With words that cut like a knife.
They'd stab me in the back,
With lies and deceit in their track.
Their smiling face, a mask of deceit,
Their heart, a pit of greed and hate.
They'd take my trust, and break my heart,
With every word, they'd tear us apart.
Their loyalty, a mirage in the sand,
Their friendship, a poisoned brand.
They'd whisper lies in my ear,
And laugh as I shed a tear.
But still, I'd hold on to the hope,
That one day, they'd change their scope.
That they'd see the harm they've done,
And make amends, before the sun.
But alas, it's just a dream,
For they are lost in their own scheme.
And I am left to weep and mourn,
The loss of a friend, forever torn.
Sep 23, 2024
Sep 23, 2024 at 9:22 PM UTC
The worst traits to have in a relationship,
I'm chalked full of 'em
Might have all of 'em
Been awhile since I counted 'em
Kinda lost count of 'em
Then lost track of 'em
Surely didn't embrace 'em
But didn't try to erase 'em
Look
I was either born with 'em
Given 'em
Or backstabbed with 'em
Then blamed for having 'em
Now all I'll I'm left with is 'em
©2024
Sep 6, 2024
Sep 6, 2024 at 6:19 PM UTC
I cleansed the knife
you stabbed in my back
and cauterized
my bleeding wounds
with it.
Jan 23, 2021
Jan 23, 2021 at 11:39 PM UTC
Why did you leave, my good friend?
I miss your poisonous voice
that is swimming in my thoughts.
Why are you disappointed my dear?
Isn't it enough to intimidate
Every inch of my broken nails?
Dec 13, 2020
Dec 13, 2020 at 4:18 PM UTC
you thought it wouldn’t hurt anymore
it wasn’t supposed to
when they took advantage of you again
or stabbed you in the back
but no matter how many times you built up your wall
it was never thick enough to stop the knife
-Esther Krenzin
Aug 9, 2020
Aug 9, 2020 at 1:26 PM UTC
This is my life force
my only life force
A pill that would make
my pain go away
A pill that sends me
to my own dimension
A pill that makes me
fly so high
that I can feel the
stars at the tip of my
fingers
As I float to deep space
I realize there's nothing
to breath in
and found myself
gasping for oxygen
that sweet sweet oxygen
as I hold on for dear life until
I realized that I've been back stabbed
by my life force my only life force
Jun 12, 2020
Jun 12, 2020 at 11:07 AM UTC
I swear I never seen an enemy
Because many friends claim their true
With their hands covered in my blood
I swear yu think I did it too
The smile of friend
Who swore they always there
And a mother saying baby
Be careful who you trust
A wolf is always there
Jul 26, 2019
Jul 26, 2019 at 10:55 AM UTC
**** all you who rush to judge me
When you all don't even know me
**** all of you doubters out there
And those who just pretend to care
**** all you god **** hypocrites
With your intentions counterfeit
**** you, you're really not my friend
When you back stab me in the end
**** you who play with my feelings
Could care less for my well being
**** this world I'm so sick of it
And the bullies who control it
So **** you and your little lies
Now here is my final reprise
**** all you who rush to judge me
You don't even ******* know me!
Jul 22, 2019
Jul 22, 2019 at 1:39 AM UTC
He passes that gold chalice down
Full of wine redder than the blood you share.
He knows you can make everything gold but drinking this only once will ruin those chances-
And he hands it to you with a smile on his face.
His own blood made into wine
Through those iron bars on your window
Supposed protection from this deadly spell.
This opportunity for you to become one yourself
An alleged King
But only to oneself
Oct 31, 2018
Oct 31, 2018 at 8:52 AM UTC
I’ve
got a
pleasant
knife
sticking
out my
back.
Aug 31, 2018
Aug 31, 2018 at 3:02 PM UTC
I tried to grab the rose
I wanted it’s beauty
I wanted it’s petals
I wanted it’s symbolism
I realised that my flaws drew a schism
I waited for the perfect moment to pick
I came back to get it
I saw it’s stem so slick
I reached for the rose when I thought I was ready to
I reached for the rose when I thought it was the best time
I reached for the rose when I thought that it wouldn’t stab me
It has spines like a rose
I feel my blood flowing through my wounds
I feel my love flowing through my wounds
I feel my love flowing through my wounds
Jun 22, 2018
Jun 22, 2018 at 12:18 PM UTC
This is a time
When a man
Needs to eat a full chicken
And flesh he can’t afford
Let him go for an egg
That is a full chicken
From a life chicken
Poor innocent man
Just saved a chicken from the knife
Man with his muscular knife and fork
is such a
BACKSTABBER FOLKS
Jun 13, 2018
Jun 13, 2018 at 9:52 PM UTC
I reached for the stars,
And I think I may have reached too far.
The stars, they blistered and scorched my hands,
While I was just trying to understand
Of why in the first place I was there;
Up in space throwing a glare
at the moon.
The moon who shun a godly, divine light,
And at night
Who was so bright, white,
And elegant.
Space who was dark, and as dim as my soul:
The colour of ash and coal.
I was just trying to obtain a stupid goal
That I had.
And the moon was white, and the space was black.
The stars were gold and I had my back
Towards the earth.
But the gold stars and the white moon were not all that
When they brought down an evil wrath
On me.
So the sun, who I actually feared,
Cradled and held me near.
Rocked me from side to side and called me dear.
Circled the earth and formed a year
To teach me that looks can be deceiving,
Misleading,
And can lead to infinte internall bleeding.
May 2, 2018
May 2, 2018 at 6:26 PM UTC
I gave you your eyes,
Showed you the blue in the sky,
Why in the hell did I bother to try?
You make her laugh when she wants to cry,
You never let go when you say your goodbyes,
When you **** your body's her lullaby.
And when you both wake up, it's not luck that binds you together:
It's the lies that you told me
And the ties here that hold me
And your false promises that sting me so coldly.
Sep 6, 2016
Sep 6, 2016 at 5:41 AM UTC
I have tried too many times
reaching out my hand with no kind returns
pulling back my hand to find
just broken fingers, scars, and burns
Mar 11, 2016
Mar 11, 2016 at 9:37 AM UTC
It's gospel isn't it? Your quiet complacency
Out sick in the bathroom but still you seem to laugh at me
Your imperial intent and millennial mind
Only seem to distance you from being anywhere close to 'fine'
You sold out your soul to a bipolar lover you
Swore off your friends and told yourself you'd never need another
You broke my heart there in your damp summer clothes
You said it wasn't personal but i know that I know that I know that
I'm not supposed to suppose anymore
That you might feel better if you just shut that door
You can give him your world but you can't keep me in yours
So I won't come around if you knock on my door anymore
The summer you met were the coldest months I've known
Ice in your eyes winters breath filled your home
The mess that we made still hangs round my head
Thorny black crown of the words I never said
But now here we sit in a 4x4 bathroom stall
Tell me it's fine that morning will fix it all
Tears in your eyes your hands in your lap
But it won't get better if you keep running back
But I'm not supposed to suppose anymore
So you'll keep on going back to his door
You can give him your world but you can't keep me in yours
So I won't answer when you come to my door
Jan 13, 2016
Jan 13, 2016 at 1:06 PM UTC
Im sick of being played with, back stabbed, and broken
Ive given my all
But still seem to be left in the ocean
I haven't shed tears like this or felt this way in a while
All i can see is
Her lips, face, and her eyes when she smiles
Her hair, laugh and her voice with her style
This time will probably take more time than a while
I thought this time would be tangent
But ended up drifting too quick
I thought it was true
But just ended so quick
I only want what is best
So please just tell me your sick
Tell me your tired
Cause i sure as hell know i am
And i ain't down with this ****
Im sick of the shady
And all of the games
So i shut out the lights
And Deal with the pain
Ill stay in the dark
And Consider it rain
Cause this loves got me soaked
And i'm in need of a drain
Jan 14, 2015
Jan 14, 2015 at 3:25 PM UTC
*With a smiling face
To mask her real intentions
I felt it behind!*
© Raphael Uzor
Jun 12, 2014
Jun 12, 2014 at 3:57 PM UTC
Betrayal is the closest friend
and the most eager lover.
Betrayal is the whetted apathy towards the willow tree
that lay in the rubble of old letters and scents.
Betrayal feels nothing
but joy in itself, blinded by its ignorance.
Betrayal is the abrasive hug
and the facile drawings of a thundered smile.
Betrayal feeds the poppies
and waters the corpse.
Betrayal is the closest friend
and the most eager lover.
Apr 1, 2014
Apr 1, 2014 at 6:46 PM UTC