You told me you would love me forever,
Lies falling so easily from your tongue.
As I believed, you thought yourself clever,
A long string of fibs with which you’ll be hung.
Vitriol spewing from lips once tender,
That kissed me and whispered into my ear.
Gone forever is that former splendor,
Replaced with hatred and spite I now fear.
My well-being repeatedly denied,
Because I desired to go my own way.
With each altercation, part of me died,
Deriding all that I needed to say.
Spoken words cloaked with hidden omissions,
A promise riddled with harsh conditions.
“He that has been bitten by a snake is afraid of a rope.” ~ Edward Albee