The Falsity

by Marril

I felt the sugar on your lip,
Not the venom in your heart,
At last struck me like a dart
My heart you managed to rip.

I’m numb, a little meek,
Not passive as you feel.
I just want to heal,
Payback I do not seek.

Your sedition came out of the blue,
Willy veiled in my dearest faith,
Forced me see my own wraith,
I just wish I knew; you were never true.

I tried to cushion the blow,
Blamed me for your perfidy
That was my tragedy,
I hope my pain you will never know.