Alas!

As regards the history of this poem, it was written more than half a year ago, and at that time I felt so angry and frustrated… Well, I guess it’s all in the past.

I know you don’t think that you have betrayed me;
I know you don’t care how much you have hurt me…

I trusted you like no one had,
I thought that you were my best friend,
Was sure you would never let me down;
When you needed help I was around.

I kept your secrets to myself,
We shared joy and we shared hell,
But what I thought was real, was false,
And bitch, I hate you now, because

Hypocrisy is your first name,
You don’t need him, you play the game;
His names are Lie and Emptiness;
How can you be so conscienceless?!

I don’t wanna see you again,
I must overcome all this pain.
Our friendship’s broken, it’s the end,
Sometimes I wish that you were dead…