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The Bitter Truth

September 11, 2020

Hiding from something; 
When those I trust turn against me; 
A feeling of pulling; 
Pulling me away from their "beliefs

When the world I know is ending; 
My friends berated me for being;
The elephant in the room impending; 
And leaving this behind is too freeing

They use their wretched lies; 
They claim that I overstep;
To lead to our friendship's demise; 
For useless arguments they prep 
And the worst of it; 
These are people I trusted; 
Ruthless punishment they permit; 
Our friendship broken and rusted

Repaired, unlikely will we be; 
Now I know their truth; 
They use their lies to punish me;
Now wallow I, in despair and ruth 

For when you know a person really; 
The end can be only all too dreary 
This is a poem about something I experienced recently, when you think you know someone and they turn on you and treat you horribly is so much worse than when a stranger insults you.  


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