Monday, November 26, 2007

busted

I know.
I know all about it.
I caught you in your little game.
A life of deceit and lies.
It was completely unintentional,
my little discovery,
but you didn't exactly hide it well.
I must admit, I suspected as much,
Though I don’t know what to do with this information.
I would hate to see "others" hurt,
But I do feel your pain.
I get it.
But why continue down that dark road?
Move on.
I’ll still love you.
And perhaps it's time for you to love you too...

4 comments:

Nan Patience said...

WHAT did somebody do? Inquiring minds want to know! :))))))))))

I love that you set some of these things to poetry, girl.

Natasha Beccaria said...

its cryptic for a reason... but it wasnt my honey... don't worry!

I just needed to express myself...

MamaCole said...

Wow. This one hits home for me.

Natasha Beccaria said...

I'm not as angry now as i was when i wrote it, but it still hits home for me every time i read it.