poems, poetry

The Traitor Within

He’s the traitor that lies within my walls hiding in plain sight for all to see

Playing his drums loud and proud a beat all his own

He plays my tunes for all to hear,

A symphony of all my secrets poured out to an audience of one

To squeeze out of hiding every note I’ve held dear; Strumming through my arteries the lyrics of my soul Bruising my veins with the quill of my truth till I bled the traitor that’s become my heart on his guitar.

 

 

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