On Betrayal

A broken promise,

a shattered illusion,

a forgotten truth,

Buried in the riverbed that is your innocence,

Your honesty, Your truth,

Sang through this sonnet, a spoken, indivisible truth,

Wrapped up in mystery, a visceral illusion, a shattered truth,

Caught in confusion, borrowed time, a veritable truth,

Talk in truths lost in time, that heal deep wounds,

The majesty of this soul, that bends all time,

heals all wounds, and placates all truths.