Betrayal Betrayal is a solemn thing, Which has yet to be addressed. You know not when, you know not who, But in stone it will soon be set. Not a grey cloud in the sky, Nor a gust of wind in the west. It could be from the worst of people, But it could be from the best. A smile one day may be not their face, But a true scowl at the end. The saddest thing about betrayal? ...it can only come from a friend

Endings. Midnight winds upon broken hearts, He was not a new beginning nor a new start. Eyes red from crying,skin pale and dim, For he thought he was alone, though he had a kind kin. The note on the table, the belt on his throat, Because of one person his end was stripped of a coat. The way they spoke, the way they teased, It went right to his heart, yet they don't seem so pleased. If someone gives you a lighter and you burn a house down, Whose fault is it truly, for both a mother would frown.