Alone
For my friend Adam...
With venom he speaks loud his rage.
It takes no time to express his need for revenge.
The depths of her betrayal takes emotions, locks him in a cage.
I see only a fragment of the heart she left singed.
What she took deepens as his soul bleeds.
His scars grow, eyes blacken as he weaves her web.
Angry, tattered he speaks of the times he gave in to his twisted need.
Nothing I see or hear declare his prisons ebb.
Betrayal turned to resolve make alone his new creed.
A thick wall without doors protect his ravaged heart.
Her ruthless actions stole his fire, his passion gone, complete.
Try as I might missing are the words hope will impart.
My attempts to comfort fall on the empty soul of a man.
Time heals yet for some it serves only to deepen sorrow.
All women are the same, they lie, cheat, set men up, scheme, plan.
He lives in her web, she won, he is lost... no tomorrow.
By BECKY JO GIBSON
When I read this poem to Adam it left him speechless. It helped to begin a healing process for him . Six months later he is dating a very nice woman. She is so different than his past women. I am grateful to have been used to help my dear friend to let go of the rage that kept him tied and bound. Poetry is awesome!
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