Betrayal

In a moment of slack,
When strength waned,
You stuck a knife in my back,
But what was there to gain?

We were my friend,
Why do you now dissever,
My soul into a thousand shards?
Why have you dealt me these cards?

Why?

What was the gain,
From my dearth and pain?
What was the rhyme,
Propelling your heinous crime?

Perhaps...

Could it be that from the start,
You awaited, betrayal of my heart?
Could it be that from the last,
You awaited this moment to be past?

Now,

We are friends no longer,
To you will I never defer,
My heart's affections,
Or my soul's reflections.

For,

In a moment of slack,
When strength waned,
You stuck a knife in my back,
But what was there to gain?

Enough!

Anathema now,
All my soul knows how,
To feel now towards you,
And whatever you do...

Hence,

It will be derision,
With precision,
You receive from me,
Your now eternal enemy.