My mind shouted out loud,
Agonies shot out,
He shot,
He.
The one who had taken my breath away,
He.
Who had promised me the glorious day,
He.
Who had conjured scintillating dreams,
He.
Who had promised never to leave,
Never giving me a chance to bereave.
I was a fool to believe.
Was it just a web of lies?
 A den of vice? 
A gorge of sinful combat?
No..It was worse than that.
It was a snare.
He was never really there.
Of all my foes he was the one who shot.
And I was the one who fell..