Where The Rage Is Directed

Behind the furrowed forehead brow
Many a thought swirl around
Vast space of crimson anger gush
Severed arteries ooze and pus
The toxins of a broken trust
For in my faith I relied on you
Convinced you’d have my back
Your decisions sound and true
But you went and made a mistake
Now it lies in splintered shards
You misjudged and were taken in
How can I ever believe again?
You failed with most epic splendour
And it lies in tatters and despair
I have no idea how to get it back
The faith
The trust
Or the belief
Looking in this mirror dulled
Fury and irritation glare at me
For the confidence that I have destroyed
In the faith I placed in the deceitful
Not only bamboozled and misled
But robbed of trust and belief
In the essence that is myself
For how can I be trusted
To judge the truth of another
Since the wool has settled well
Over these covered useless eyes
And for this
I am enraged with me

Debbie Gravett © 2021.10.01

FOWC: Forehead
RDP: Vast
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