Betrayal

My back, it hurts

from your knives of words.

Your knife slides in slowly

your words unholy.

You pretend it's just a game,

we don't think the same.

You hurt my heart

you stupid tart.

Why did you lie,

now you must die.

My back will never heal.

This can't be real.

Your words have done enough to me

so leave, I'm glad we both agree