Betrayal

Dancing to the tune of barren love,
Singing only idle words of fluttery,
I get swallowed into the oblivion,
while hanging onto the.........
what could be's and what not's,
A constellation born in the hands of
thick-skinned depiction of betrayal,
with the very hand that nurtured dreams
and held many promises,
now lies a dagger weighing down all
of the unsaid words...........
Resonating in between all these fixed
nothings........
the pain keeps spiking,
dissolving into a desolate being,
with all the brewing rage,
and the contusions that still tell of your tales,
inbred by the chipped cutting edges......
I will bury the hatchet and cover
all the scars that have been lain bare,
and let the tears water my soul back to life.