Betrayal of Truth

Somewhere between Florida and Florence my subconscious made the decision for me, that this would all end in flames. No negotiations would be considered, no treaties would be tendered. Most importantly, logic and truth would not triumph, not this time. Failing to have the courage for the burden of the responsibility eventually made the destruction and the decay inevitable. A self-initiated sabotage of sorts. What should have ended that distant Summer, inevitably persisted. But the linger soured and spoiled. And now my closest lover lies in the arms of someone I considered to be a brother. The ultimate betrayal is what became of a decade of loyalty. Where once there was the promise of a ring, now resides the most horrible of possibilities. Friendships torn to tadders. Relationships ruined in a span of less than an hour. Now there's a bottle beneath my breath and a shiver in my shake. Can't sleep, can't eat and can't think. Funny how the most surprising tragedies are the ones you expect the most. So for him, sloppy seconds it shall be. And for her, my best bud's cock is the key. As for me.. I'm left holding my dick, feeling ever so lonely. After this, how am I supposed to trust anyone? How can anyone face this sort of situation and still live a life of love? Past memories pose as poison. Souvenirs from the years serve as salt in the wounds. All the red flags have been burned to the ground. All that remains is a single white flag, torn and frayed, alone in a blood-drenched battlefield. This is how a bitter grudge is born, where faith fails, where damage is done. Now a broken boy binges his way to better days. It always pours when it finally does rain, so he digs deep and prepares for the floods, although he already wades through the rising waters.