Rot In Your Anger

Once a friend,

now an enemy.

Once you trusted,

now you loathe.

You've sliced my trust,

not knowing the damage.

You have turned yourself,

into a hideous monster.

I tried to show you,

your errors and help you,

but you shunned me.

Help you,

I simply can't.

You call me "harlet",

because of one act of lust.

You, newly found foe,

are the harlet.

You find a mate,

he leaves you,

and you find a new one,

two days later.

Please forgive me,

for anything I have done.

For I see no mistake,

in the actions,

I have taken.

You need to,

sort out your,

priorities before,

you run to me and call me,

a horrible person.