Poetry

Echoes of Betrayal

Your three words today are:
SHARP
CUT
PRICK

The sharp pain of the words you said
Cuts through me like a knife.
The pain comes rushing in,
Doubts begin to creep.
Was I ever meant anything to you,
Or just a means to get what you need?
Now that you’ve got it,
Now that I’m no longer useful,
You want to drop me.