Her Confession of Betrayal

I remember the day, she said she made a mistake
As she sat me down, to tell me for ‘my’ sake

She spoke in a tone that was quiet and cold
Explaining a betrayal not twelve hours old

I listened in anguish as she laid out each fact
Alcohol consumed, of will power lacked

I thought you should know, I owe it to you
Her voice sounding distant, not a word of it true

How can I stay calm, or retain self control?
My metaphorical heart, now a bloody gaping hole

Because I loved her, I gave her that power
To hurt me or save me, each and every hour

You’ve gone so far already, don’t deny it
Truly, I hope it was good, I hope you fucking liked it

Come on, did you suck him? Cum for him?
You are damn right there is no way you can win

I wonder if you planned ahead, knowing how to start
Fuck it, you’re a grown up now, act the fucking part

You chose not to care, you chose to forget
You chose to betray, so fuck you and your regret

The words of rage and anger, dance across the screen,
It doesn’t even apply, they don’t convey what I mean

The horrible feeling is real
The aching and the longing
It feels like I’m not good enough

So fuck you, you whore, you slut
I need to be angry, or I am empty