Betrayal is blood red
From the hole left in my heart

It is a gunshot, surprising
Breaking the happy sounds before it

It is the smell of sex
Stained sheets and sweaty lies

It is a shot of whisky
Mixed with crème, left out too long

It looks like love in a home
Left abandoned and rotting away

Betrayal feels like a heart
blood soaked, shot open
stained sheets bandaged
too much whiskey
not enough love
left rotting in my hands