Complex Betrayal
Shrouded in anger she ran across the river, thrashing at every small stone and pebble in her sight. Her hair crashed against the wind with fury , her body tailored to this height of agility lightly swayed with her mood. Her fingers were frozen and numb, her eyes unrecognisable , they burnt with new incense. Mystery, fury,rage and betrayal were the culprits but how could so many things be enthralled in one moments, you would care to ask. It is hard to explain even hard to describe , as I look back now watching myself now in the future as I was just days ago.
Betrayal, it means so many things to different people, some people consider the height of betrayal as their friend going shopping without them how trivial. I mean how trivial the pursuit of an emotion which is truly heart breaking?
Others find their way to the mid way mark and they consider betrayal their mother and father abandoning them, which nears to what I consider betrayal but for me it doesn’t quite make it, yes being abandoned is not an experience to be toyed with but that it is why it is called being abandoned.
For me, betrayal is when you find something you believed in and trusted in so much, wasn’t true. Something that became a part of you and assimilated into your genetics was so wrong it was actually slowly killing you and you didn’t know it. You feel like you are being physically ripped apart, shred by shred, fibre by fibre. Till there is nothing and you don’t even know how to spell the word truth or comprehend it. You try to go forward , you try to go back, you go left, you go right and you are right back on in same deep dark miserable looking hole. Scream help me all you like, but your cries just seem to resound into the night never actually travelling within ears reach.
Betrayal, it means so many things to different people, some people consider the height of betrayal as their friend going shopping without them how trivial. I mean how trivial the pursuit of an emotion which is truly heart breaking?
Others find their way to the mid way mark and they consider betrayal their mother and father abandoning them, which nears to what I consider betrayal but for me it doesn’t quite make it, yes being abandoned is not an experience to be toyed with but that it is why it is called being abandoned.
For me, betrayal is when you find something you believed in and trusted in so much, wasn’t true. Something that became a part of you and assimilated into your genetics was so wrong it was actually slowly killing you and you didn’t know it. You feel like you are being physically ripped apart, shred by shred, fibre by fibre. Till there is nothing and you don’t even know how to spell the word truth or comprehend it. You try to go forward , you try to go back, you go left, you go right and you are right back on in same deep dark miserable looking hole. Scream help me all you like, but your cries just seem to resound into the night never actually travelling within ears reach.
