Betrayed

How could she do this?
Why did he lie?
She was my friend...
He was my guy.
I smell him on her,
and Taste her on his lips.
I try to be angry...yet still...
I prefer to take my poison in small sips.
"Its All right" I try to tell him...
but the room is spinning round...
the lights start to dim.
Love is my poison...
I love too deeply.
My eyes are blind...
So, I can not see -
That Betrayed by Him...
means Replaced by She...
Betrayed.

Written: January 2001
Comments: When I wrote this poem I had no idea why I wrote it. I believed that I was just writing it about a nightmare that I had just awaken from. Little did I know that I truly was betrayed
while the world celebrated the new year without me, one year ago.
"Having too much to drink" is such a LAME and over played excuse.