| Betrayed |
| Its cold. Its dark. The emptiness crawls upon his skin A shadow of regret consumes his soul from someones sin Betrayal of the heart - a battle no great man could win Fighting every striking word until his strength gives in Imagination strangling until he has no more to say Begging for the anectdote to take the pain away The broken Promise of the one who felt the need to stray To strip the man what little pride was left until today Though prophecy was spoken, it was never given heed Thoughtless of his being, she fulfilled her selfish need Planting in his garden the forever warping seed Proving her corruption, she performed the morbid deed |
| Derek James |