Betrayal

Betrayal

Feels like you're falling in quicksand

You try to cling onto the pieces of the past,

The part of you that was ignorant

Of what's to come

You thought your heart was made of steel,

Able to overcome anything

But the pieces crumble

And you fall into the abyss

Without a single branch to hold onto,

The darkness is not permanent

There is a way out,

But it means you have to face the betrayal,

And notice the roots that grew in response