Everyone betrays, even my mind.
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A poem about betrayal for the Commaolympics 2.0

Everyone betrays, even my mind.

Crispy smell of the pages of my notebook, Screams away that I don't belong here, Pointing out how I don't understand this world.

Strings of my guitar lay on the floor, breaking every note I ever created.

Even the songs of my diary, fly away, like it's Autumn's breezy air blowing.

But it's called a storm

But it's called a storm.

Storm, destroying everything I ever cared for, whispers in my ears,

Storm, destroying everything I ever cared for, whispers in my ears, "You should let his memories go"

I know

I know.

But Every poem,

Every song,

Every memory

Every memory now has become about him.

Of course he left.

Of course he left. Betraying me, he left.

Now my mind is betraying me as well.

Now my mind is betraying me as well. This betrayal means leaving me down a hill that I can't climb, neither can my mind.

Because neither me, nor my mind can carry the load of his memories.

Because neither me, nor my mind can carry the load of his memories. And it doesn't let go.

Because neither me, nor my mind can carry the load of his memories. And it doesn't let go. That's betrayal there

Because neither me, nor my mind can carry the load of his memories. That's betrayal there

That's betrayal there

That's betrayal there.

Hello! So I don't even know if I covered the concept of betrayal successfully but I hope you like it! This is written for the commaolympics 2.0 Thanks for reading!

~Sonata

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