Infidelity Sucks

by Golden AnGel Rhapsodist   Sep 19, 2016


Each pain in my heart is biting every fiber of my muscles,
My bed was a bed of tears and of dangerous shrapnel.

Been as cold as snow at times you're not with me.
At times I remember the bitterness of your infidelity.
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I moaned in pain as if it cuts every corner of my mind.
Smashes my heart, this awful little heart.

Apparently, it exfoliates my eyes with droplets of pain,
That seemed to be a sand that grazed in all its parts.
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Our table was ruined, no one, no one wants to eat,
Because the dish is a curse by thorns of loneliness.

Until I was conscious enough to command my feet,
To leave this cage, the cage of silliness.
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Finally, the cloud of hatred breaks upon my head,
How I wanted to crush you with my hand into tiny little dust.

To put an end to all your malicious deeds,
And to confine you with your earthly massive lust.
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Author's note:

All of my compositions are labor of love, hurt, and pain..
Originally made from my own Experiences.
A copyright not a copycat.

Gel

September 2012

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  • 7 years ago

    by mossgirl19

    Close to home...but I don't want him dead. Haha!

  • 8 years ago

    by Golden AnGel Rhapsodist

    Thank you so much for reading

  • 8 years ago

    by Augustus Black

    Very nice love write as it holds both sadness as well as aggression. I like the most of your description of pain. It's an amazing love write. All the best. Keep on writing.

  • 8 years ago

    by Brenda

    Well written poem about infidelity and it's fall out. I really liked your descriptives on the pain and hurt and loneliness that you feel when someone betrays your trust. Well done-

    • 8 years ago

      by Golden AnGel Rhapsodist

      Thanks Brenda for the beautiful feedback. ..and I'm really glad that you like it. . have a blessed day and happy writing

      Gel

  • 8 years ago

    by Em

    I agree with Ben.

    Fabulous, dark imagery with your anger shining throughout.

    Our table was ruined, no one, no one wants to eat,
    Because the dish is a curse by thorns of loneliness.
    ^^
    Love this part.

    Em

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