The Betrayer

Why does everything fall apart
Every time I find something divine?
A creature steps in line
And takes what's mine,
A sip so fine
Of the betrayers wine,
Though I am not blind
I see the betrayer is you.

You whose poison kiss stopped my black heart
Never to return from the depths I had gone.
You whose acidic whisper
Burned my inner soul to the core and rendered me paralyzed.
You who, in short, ruined my life.
You were supposed to protect me.

You almost destroyed me

I am half the man I once was.
And that man was half of a full body.
I crawl trying to find meaning,
Reaching out for a light in the darkness.
I think I have found one.
But you want the light extinguished,
The light that gives me warmth
That takes me in and shelters me from the dark's intent.

I weep for you.
You ruined your life so badly you feel the need to ruin mine.
It kills me!
I am suffocating in your grasp.
It is in your arms that I realize the ultimate question's resolution:

You are me.
I am my betrayer.

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