POEM OF THE DAY - "THE LETTER"

The Letter

The letter wasn’t long at all
simple, plain, precise yet wrong.
On yellow paper no one used
with red ink that seemed to represent
a sentiment of scarlet deceit.
I dropped it at my feet
for it revealed my shame
and brought the rain that was falling
from within my lovers brain.
An avalanche of tears began to fall
one by one I counted them all
a least a million fell
unlike the words that fell from
my lovers lips
while I was thinking all was well.
I was in it not knowing
that all the while
the secrets that we hold, guard and hide
are alive in our subconscious
existence
as demons and friends
bearing a smile
that never ever leaves.
It was there to trick me
into thinking that I was the one
special, loving and true.
That secret held by you,
the one that unleashed a million
foes that fought battle against
my very existence
the reason I thought I wanted to live
like a virus
was now eating away
at my soul
day by day
night by night
cell by cell
away
away
away
just go away
because I would have never thought
that you
would stoop as low
as the belly of a snake
and love another
and betray me just to satisfy
your flesh.

WYLD STYLZ