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"betrayel" poems
Chisel me away I've given you the hammer and all my weak points So you start With little strength starting with all my ligaments and joints You don't tear them Very precise and careful like you know exact what you're doing I should've learned from the past Even though everyone tells and teaches not to take it with you How can i forget when its in repetition and tied to the strings on my shoes I have adapted to the hurt Or lack there of The sight of you doesn't make me sick anymore Just an itch in the back of my throat that i still can't stand You didn't rip out my heart or make me question who i am You just simply made me feel like i wasn't worth it Or anything at all Dirt beneath your feet I've dug through every inch of my body and ripped out your disease Burned the bridge that connected our hearts and minds I hope you do the same As methodically and perfect as me Because when you're digging through old love notes i don't want you to feel a thing when you find Any residue of my feelings Because they were a mistake A mistake not so grave You weren't the best or the worst Just somewhere in the middle Very forgettable In all you're insecure self loathing beauty You know my nature and all i stand for A deliberate betrayel that i seen from a mile away The itch is gone And so are you
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Sep 16, 2014
Sep 16, 2014 at 5:56 AM UTC
Chiseled
She is a pearl, not fully grown yet. She hides in her shell away from the predators that only want to rob her of herself. Over the years she grows, she adapts to the world around her because she knows that once she is done growing she will be something beautiful. She plays show and tell with the tales of her young depression, the solitary game of hide of seek that she wanted so badly to win but she could never find herself. The only game she ever wins is the mind game that no one other than herself can figure out. She is awarded champion for making it into high school, the hell years of her life. She did it, she made it this far, And now everyone and everything are at her throat trying to drown her in her self doubt and the misery that a waits when she comes up for air. She holds her trophy high as if it was supposed to be a beaken of hope repeating to herself "I can do it". She questions her heart, like her heart is the one teasing her with happiness but we all know it isn't. She tries so hard to hide herself from everyone who could potentially cause her harm but its impossible, her shell is cracked and everyone has found the opportunity to try to break in. Her insecurities are scars, heart breaks are bruises, betrayel shows as broken bones, dishonesty are missing teeth for each person who has ever walked out of her life. ... She plays a game of show and tell with her young depression, like she can point to each scar and say "I was fat", each bruise and repeat "he left me for her", each broken bone, each tooth and her tears will tell you the rest. She will walk over to her trophy case and sigh because she knows it doesn't give her hope, its just proof showing she could withstand breaking infront of everyone for years. She is a pearl who grew up the wrong way, she will never be perfect. She will have dents and cracks and she won't be as strong as she was supposed to be. But that doesn't matter because only beautiful people show their flaws, She is still everything beautiful to me.
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Jan 13, 2016
Jan 13, 2016 at 10:55 AM UTC
Pearl
She is a pearl, not fully grown yet. She hides in her shell away from the predators that only want to rob her of herself. Over the years she grows, she adapts to the world around her because she knows that once she is done growing she will be something beautiful. She plays show and tell with the tales of her young depression, the solitary game of hide of seek that she wanted so badly to win but she could never find herself. The only game she ever wins is the mind game that no one other than herself can figure out. She is awarded champion for making it into high school, the hell years of her life. She did it, she made it this far, And now everyone and everything are at her throat trying to drown her in her self doubt and the misery that a waits when she comes up for air. She holds her trophy high as if it was supposed to be a beaken of hope repeating to herself "I can do it". She questions her heart, like her heart is the one teasing her with happiness but we all know it isn't. She tries so hard to hide herself from everyone who could potentially cause her harm but its impossible, her shell is cracked and everyone has found the opportunity to try to break in. Her insecurities are scars, heart breaks are bruises, betrayel shows as broken bones, dishonesty are missing teeth for each person who has ever walked out of her life. ... She plays a game of show and tell with her young depression, like she can point to each scar and say "I was fat", each bruise and repeat "he left me for her", each broken bone, each tooth and her tears will tell you the rest. She will walk over to her trophy case and sigh because she knows it doesn't give her hope, its just proof showing she could withstand breaking infront of everyone for years. She is a pearl who grew up the wrong way, she will never be perfect. She will have dents and cracks and she won't be as strong as she was supposed to be. But that doesn't matter because only beautiful people show their flaws, She is still everything beautiful to me.
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Around, all around the sinister creatures gather. My dread grows as doom's scythe lingers above my head. It severs me, darkly as my blood drips to the ground. In horror, I run as my demons approach to take me to hell. Now alone, my cry of mercy falls upon fiery, unforgiving eyes. This is my DEATH
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Sep 1, 2013
Sep 1, 2013 at 11:04 PM UTC
My betrayel
You don't see what I'm putting up with How I am lying here with gritted teeth And a stomach full of acid Creeping its way up my throat You said you didn't want someone with a heart on his sleeve So I tore it off and it stayed where it dropped For someone so obsessed with looks It sure was easy to sew these eyes shut Are we moving in the right direction? Someone who is strong You know I had a dream about us once And we were up on the roof I was afraid to sit on the edge But I did it any way I've listened close for any sign of moment of betrayel in your camp But not so much as a scratch from a mouse All I see is your power Your strengh Your unwavering courage As wind billows through your tall bright banners Always a thousand reasons why not With only one reason why If I never would have read your words I never would have known How you can spill black couldrons of malice, but show beauty still You can open up the sky with your words Build a storm in its belly But still feel pitty if it rains down on me I can feel your combat boots On my front teeth At my groin Snapping my ribs Still even then, you reach down for a kiss
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Mar 27, 2012
Mar 27, 2012 at 2:37 PM UTC
****** Emotional
What. If you saw the Truth falsely accused of lying? Your voice, the key to break it free; ... from the tears, the screams, the nightmare. But you didn't Know whether to speak or not. You was Just a child born of innocence, Drenched in the sins of the world. Debating ...is this life, a never ending cycle of lies and betrayel? Until I realized that life, too, was nothing more than a lie. Hiding behind a mask, waiting, to be unmasked as a demon ready to strike. So if my voice was the key to free Truth from the shackels of lies... I would speak out. Only...I didn't ... and that was my greatest Sin.
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Jun 8, 2013
Jun 8, 2013 at 3:04 PM UTC
My Sin
Today I was unbuttoned I had my tongue raddled By the force of your fist I let you punch me And slap me I deserved it Stinging my skin Screaming your hate in my face Betrayel But your tiny fists did not hurt me Nor did your white palm on my cheek It was your silence and your tears That hurt the worst
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Jan 3, 2012
Jan 3, 2012 at 7:19 PM UTC
It was beautiful...it was heartbreak
I know that this sorrow Will one day disappear My illusive happiness Will come and take over Despair's the true culprit As it knaws on your soul It's fierce determination Makes it a formidable foe Until you can't envision How you shall prevail And you fear that fate Does cast it's betrayel
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Sep 15, 2025
Sep 15, 2025 at 1:06 AM UTC
Dispair
he captures my chin in his hand at my betrayel his eyes search for a lie to keep his heart safe making me look away I have read too many books to believe in love I have read too many books to not
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Feb 3, 2014
Feb 3, 2014 at 11:33 AM UTC
Betrayal
With my hands folded and my mascara smeared onto my cheek, I wait I spend sleepless nights waiting for you; Waiting for you to come to me with a smile on your face and a blanket in your arms, saying you are going to stay But the blanket is filled with betrayel and sadness Sadness that will morph around my caccoon of skin, and engrave into my bones like a tattoo And I will still love you I will want you to love me back, but the only love I get from you is flashbacks on things that were never real And I miss it I miss the times when I could hold your hand and the image of your smile in my brain forever But that smile was sinester and I fell for the devil I don't believe in the devil, so I tried to get rid of you But you were my first love, and you are inside the lining of my heart for God knows how long And that's really ironic, because god has showed me things that make me know he's not really showing me things, and that he is just as fake as your love And I am okay with this Because I will be okay Even when my heart beats, with what never was
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Jun 28, 2015
Jun 28, 2015 at 12:36 AM UTC
With What Never Was
Am I only here to provide an emotional crutch All I have to offer is love and the such. How did i end up here playing this tune , You get your fulfillment from both sides of the coin But here I sit waiting and aching with the most bleeding of hearts It's so unnatural this situation I'm in The line of betrayel is awfully thin This love that I give , I can never recieve Time to move forward I constantly feel But the law of attraction governs over me
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Mar 19, 2016
Mar 19, 2016 at 1:55 PM UTC
Emotional Crutch
Love lost This day aches my soul I thought you were the one I thought you knew me better than I know myself I told you everything Bore my soul This betrayel burns deep searing the heart within me Yet through my tears I stand tall I know I am strong Hurt by so many Shattered time and again I always put the pieces back together Today i cry for You Tomorrow maybe the same But then I move on Time has shown me again and again I am my only true friend My one true love will remain Me
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May 22, 2018
May 22, 2018 at 10:20 PM UTC
Love Lost
Truedom This is a word that you never heard, But its all good cuz its my word. Truedom-to release yourself from your own emotional, mental and spiritual prison, To break out of your pain, To really live life, you escaped, you did it! Truedom-to soul search and find your inner most peace,m To find yourself, to find your release. Smile..you found you, be real about it and express your escape, Have a welcome home party and celebrate your release. Truedom- your free...free to live! A new journey to start with your past and your pain carried over ypur shoulder in your bookbag, Only looking forward and never looking back, But your pain, your loss, your past is all a part of you, its what made you YOU, its yours, But the new you, the true you... Every heart break, mistake, a friend that was fake, you know the one who turned snake? Every love lost, every found lust, broken trust, pain and anguish, its all apart of us. It made you into the most educated, most dedicated, most perceptive woman that you are today, So carry that bookbag of burdens proudly, Cuz without it youd be an empty mind...probably! Youve been born again into a world full of a bunch of ******** But now your smarter and more on point wit it, so now you see it, So you reverse the ******** back to the world and release it! Let it go.. Carry it with you but only in your mind as lifes lessons, But take this journey, on a new path, and live and recieve all lifes blessings. They may have always been there but you were blinded by hurts, betrayel,depression, aggression, death and deception, That maybe you didnt catch the blessings. Truedom-the truest form of freedom a person can feel or relate to, The new you,youve always been you, but uou found you, the new found you, the proud you! So smile, take off the emotional, spiritual and mental handcuffs keeping you from freedom, Let your mind run free and find your truedom! Truedom!
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Jun 12, 2017
Jun 12, 2017 at 1:06 PM UTC
Truedom
Truedom This is a word that you never heard, But its all good cuz its my word. Truedom-to release yourself from your own emotional, mental and spiritual prison, To break out of your pain, To really live life, you escaped, you did it! Truedom-to soul search and find your inner most peace,m To find yourself, to find your release. Smile..you found you, be real about it and express your escape, Have a welcome home party and celebrate your release. Truedom- your free...free to live! A new journey to start with your past and your pain carried over ypur shoulder in your bookbag, Only looking forward and never looking back, But your pain, your loss, your past is all a part of you, its what made you YOU, its yours, But the new you, the true you... Every heart break, mistake, a friend that was fake, you know the one who turned snake? Every love lost, every found lust, broken trust, pain and anguish, its all apart of us. It made you into the most educated, most dedicated, most perceptive woman that you are today, So carry that bookbag of burdens proudly, Cuz without it youd be an empty mind...probably! Youve been born again into a world full of a bunch of ******** But now your smarter and more on point wit it, so now you see it, So you reverse the ******** back to the world and release it! Let it go.. Carry it with you but only in your mind as lifes lessons, But take this journey, on a new path, and live and recieve all lifes blessings. They may have always been there but you were blinded by hurts, betrayel,depression, aggression, death and deception, That maybe you didnt catch the blessings. Truedom-the truest form of freedom a person can feel or relate to, The new you,youve always been you, but uou found you, the new found you, the proud you! So smile, take off the emotional, spiritual and mental handcuffs keeping you from freedom, Let your mind run free and find your truedom! Truedom!
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My how the tables have turned. Maybe I'm over reacting but maybe this is betrayel and I just wish I had someone to talk to.
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Aug 13, 2013
Aug 13, 2013 at 2:35 AM UTC
Untitled
Our promises were like glass So fragile that the slightest touch would break them. I over looked all the signs of betrayel and held on to the foolish hope that was soon to set sail with you. You lied and told me the four letter word we both used one to many times. At the height of all the lies You told me you'd choose me over any and everything grabbed my hand and said we'd fight odds. and ends to be togther, but when it came down to it you choose the odds over me and we came to the end and all our promises broke like the fragile heart you once clothed with your warm love and affection.
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Jun 22, 2015
Jun 22, 2015 at 5:02 PM UTC
promises
We all go, We all turn and leave this mortal coil, Our beauty woven into memories, The ugliness of age will call. We all fall, We all fade and wither like a flower, Our years crumbling one by one, The finality of it all. We all forget, We let go of those we said we loved, Our betrayel proven in our lies, The futility of this wretched squall. TS Lefort 2020
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Jul 18, 2020
Jul 18, 2020 at 11:26 AM UTC
We all go.