Chapter 93: New Betrayal

Pain strikes through,

A knife inside,

Poking and Prodding, Cutting and slicing,

The pain of your betrayal.

Pain grows to hate, And disbelieve,

Wishing you could feel

The knife inside,

Poking and prodding,

Cutting and slicing,

The pain of your own betrayal.

Does it hurt you to know, That I'm dying inside,

Your betrayal bleeding me white?

Do you regret what you've done, Or does your soul grow black,

Am I no longer worthy?

They poking and prodding,

The cutting and slicing.

Ceases at your confession.

Untill that day.

The knife that is you,

Will waste my tears away.

Kiersten Reilly

"Don Ralph."

"No. Am fine. I just need to hear what those bastards have to say myself" Ralph smiled wickedly as he made his way out of his room.

"You seem to be in a hurry." Sophie who bumped into him said.

"Sorry. I and Jack just had some business to handle."