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...Burdens of Betrayal
By SolApathy
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XbQ08Ixczvo
…It’s not your fault they said…
Dire moments of reflection within my head
Painfully unkind
Prisms of portrayals
A symptom of my betrayal
Chaos of conformity to the law
It was the last of me she ever saw
Burdened by bracelets of hardened hypocrisy
They sat her down as her world became dizzy
My last resort as my compassion held no more retorts
Burning within decisions we dread to make
Screaming within our broken minds—No other course to take
I lost a friend as I tried to save her life
She swore to me I was the knife
Buried deep within her hallowed scarecrow eyes
She cried as I betrayed her lies
Soon she will die
Never understanding…Why
…Epilogue…
Burdens of a casket, grim
I stand her alone before the service, a pseudonym
I am the sin of a life I thought she should be within
My feelings and thoughts, wrought with pain
Knowing I dragged her into the rain
Her happiness was in the heroin high
A misunderstood world of those escaping cries
Broken too much to ever heal
In the coming years her childhood pain, revealed
Sinned upon by soulless minions-- her family did taint
A girl of beautiful desires of one destined to be a saint
I dream of the days of the starlit sky she once did paint
I remember the day she told me she could no longer dream
I should have seen that was her first silent scream
Now I’m withered and without words
My only recourse to repent for the screams never heard
Today I take the gun and repay for innocence stole
Today I took the gun and made 3 perfect holes
...I see the light, I just can't seem to find a reason to fight.
Dire moments of reflection within my head
Painfully unkind
Prisms of portrayals
A symptom of my betrayal
Chaos of conformity to the law
It was the last of me she ever saw
Burdened by bracelets of hardened hypocrisy
They sat her down as her world became dizzy
My last resort as my compassion held no more retorts
Burning within decisions we dread to make
Screaming within our broken minds—No other course to take
I lost a friend as I tried to save her life
She swore to me I was the knife
Buried deep within her hallowed scarecrow eyes
She cried as I betrayed her lies
Soon she will die
Never understanding…Why
…Epilogue…
Burdens of a casket, grim
I stand her alone before the service, a pseudonym
I am the sin of a life I thought she should be within
My feelings and thoughts, wrought with pain
Knowing I dragged her into the rain
Her happiness was in the heroin high
A misunderstood world of those escaping cries
Broken too much to ever heal
In the coming years her childhood pain, revealed
Sinned upon by soulless minions-- her family did taint
A girl of beautiful desires of one destined to be a saint
I dream of the days of the starlit sky she once did paint
I remember the day she told me she could no longer dream
I should have seen that was her first silent scream
Now I’m withered and without words
My only recourse to repent for the screams never heard
Today I take the gun and repay for innocence stole
Today I took the gun and made 3 perfect holes
...I see the light, I just can't seem to find a reason to fight.
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© 2020 SolApathy
Published on Thursday, February 21, 2019.
Filed under:
"Graphic Art"
Author's Note:
...I burn with the vengeance of someone with a penance to pay--Now I must go because with this pain I just can't...StayComments on "...Burdens of Betrayal "
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On Tuesday, February 26, 2019, Jonas Robinson
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wrote:
Beautiful. I like the background to this. And, the font type you used in the text. I also enjoyed this because of its bluntness yet mystery. :)
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On Friday, February 22, 2019, Anna McCarra
(382) wrote:
As others have already said, the heartbreak is palpable. In her dark world though you were obviously a light to her. Peace to you.
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On Friday, February 22, 2019, Drea
(1443) wrote:
You always have a way with heartbreak. As beautiful as it is, it's also incredibly sad. To experience such sorrow....
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On Friday, February 22, 2019, SolApathy
(667) wrote:
..I only wish I didn't have a way with heartbreak, but we write what we carry within.
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On Friday, February 22, 2019, Quietus
(76) wrote:
This is so incredibly beautiful and heartbreaking. "I lost a friend as I tried to save her life She swore to me I was the knife" I really resonate with that. Great work.
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On Friday, February 22, 2019, SolApathy
(667) wrote:
Thank you, I think that is something that all too many people experience.
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