Betrayal From the Past~~Poetry

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Hello, My Poetry and Writing Friends! 🙂

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Hello, my poetry and writing friends! How are you? I hope you are well! Thank you for visiting my blog. I appreciate you being here!

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Today’s poem is a blast from the past.

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During my first marriage, I was betrayed in the worst way. Thinking back on it still gets under my skin sometimes because I was sooooo clueless! I did not see the disaster coming and have learned since.

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Everything happened for a reason, and I am sure it somehow made me who I am today.

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Betrayal From the Past

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Betrayal, From the Past

Sometimes you become your pain

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promises broken
unawareness
trusting in vows that were spoken 
words were precious

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looking down at the floor
alarms in my head 
my stomach inside my toes
there’s fire in my breath

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wondering which parts of the story are real
it’s impossible to think straight
I don’t know how to feel

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kind of like the sense of grief 
you feel when someone dies
but we are both still sitting here, 
and I can’t find a tear to cry

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wondering back
to the past 
in your mind
did you know
it wouldn’t last
did you plan
my demise?

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so many years
wasted and torn
I should have left sooner
and never returned 

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my heart bears the scars

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the pieces of me that survived
are a pile on the floor
it’s easier to block out the world
than to sit with myself and admit
that my life could become so much more

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it’s an anxious cycle that exhausts me 
and for now, I don’t want to think about it anymore

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Thankfully, I got out of the situation and am no longer controlled or abused by anyone.
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Sometimes I wonder if he regrets how he treated me.

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I hope never to experience anything like what I went through back then. I will not allow myself to be treated like that ever again!

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~Thanks for reading, and until next time, stay safe, and be blessed!~ 🙂

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