One Final Rhyme

Sometimes as we travel along. 
This road that is our life. 
We hit a bump that doesn't belong. 
One that causes a simple strife. 

Now as I try to simulate. 
The meaning of these words. 
My mind it starts to stimulate. 
Then words soar like a flock of birds. 

Now my mind starts to wonder. 
Thinking back through our time. 
Here I sit and ponder. 
For you one final rhyme. 

It is but a simple story. 
There will be no "Ever After" 
In it you'll find no glory. 
Though you may just hear my laughter. 

With true sight i now see. 
Deep in my heart i know. 
This lie you pretend to be. 
Ti's naught but a nifty show. 

Though fear not for your little ploy. 
For I'll not name your name. 
Yet my heart will find some joy. 
For you know to whom i blame. 

Alas, I am the clown. 
For surely the jokes on me. 
Yet my face does hold no frown. 
Nor does my heart lack any glee. 

Still the ending does hold true. 
What a crying shame. 
For in the end twas you. 
Whom played me like a game. 

Like a snake hidden in a sack. 
You found your prey to slay. 
Then after the daggers in my back. 
You slithered upon your way. 

Please know that i do feel sorrow. 
For i have one simple regret. 
Now to you i say I'm sorry. 
For the fact that we ever met.