The longer I sit here in my room and the longer I think the more the anger grows.
I feel this rage fill every vain in my body, I feel my voice building in my throat wanting to come out in a long aggravated scream.
How could they do this to me I swore she was my friend, but she tried so hard and so long to hurt me.
I was wrong once more the moment my back was turned was the moment they stabbed me right in the back the moment they tried to take my lover away from me.
The anger finally becomes too much for me to bear and my mind screams at me to wake up from this nightmare. Before I knew it there’s a hole in the wall,
Pictures and posters are torn from the wall shreds of them lay on the floor now. I open my eyes and realize this was no dream this was real as I look at my knuckles now bleeding.
I play some music to calm my nerves but it only fuels my anger as a song that reminded me of you comes on and then the door to my room flies off its hinges.
I ask myself is this rage really worth it? And then I laugh she tried to take my love away the only person who knew me inside and out, the only person I truly feel attached to, the only thing in my life I would die for.
Yes this rage came from true betrayal this person was what I had thought was a good friend but she stabbed me in the back and now I feel more alone than ever.
Now the tears stream down my face I am hurt and alone suffocating in my own rage. I am tired and broken now haunted by the light you have stolen from my hands. My lips are trembling as my love betrays me and the walls crash down around me.
My only hope is to take back what you had stolen I look at the clock the seconds ticking away as my shaking hand grips my phone and I type out a text to my love “come back to me you have left me with my heart in my hands” more hot tears stream down my face as I await a response and as my phone softly sings “My Boo” by Chris Brown I look at the text and smile as I read the words that were there “I have never left you, they can try to take me but you are my one and only”