Betrayal in E by Constellations of Sparky

E is love. It is reliance and trust. It is the high you'll never get anywhere else. It is the low after that. And it will be the high you long for to kill the low. It is the epitome of emotions. Emotions that separate Man from Beasts. It is a relationship most cherished. It takes you to places none has ever been, or ever will. It whispers soft kind words into your ears when the world frowns and neglects you. In the blistering storm, it holds you close and warm. It keeps your heart beating calmly when it is not.

E gives without taking. It receives when you're happy and want to have more of it. It gives color to gray and light to darkness. It draws silver linings and provides hope when there are none. It does not judge. It does not see class, race or religion. It is fair to all. It makes your dreams come true. It takes you to a world that makes all your dreams come true. It makes you forget material needs. It makes you forget survival needs. It brings you to an existence high above the rest of the world.

But it does not keep you there forever.

E takes it all back, just when you're getting comfortable. It brings you back to the cold and dark and stormy and frowns and the neglects. It gives you back the hate and the words and the actions that hate represents. It makes you need material things and it makes you need survival things. It takes away all the silver linings and good thoughts and calm heartbeats. It gives you back the panic and the noise and the gray. The back alley, the vomit on your shirt, the broken needle. The rats and the molded bread. It gives you back the smell of decay and death.

E makes you hate them all and want to leave them. It makes you beg to be taken away. Far away. Far from the decay far from the death far from the molded bread and the vomit. Far from the need for survival and material. Far from frowning eyes and the blistering cold.

E gives you the heaven you crave, but takes all else from you. It promises eternal happiness and content, but ends it just when you get comfortable. It is your best friend and your worst enemy. It stabs you in the back just when you rely and trust it the most. It takes the color away and gives you a gray darker than the ones before that, and the ones before that.

E is the lowest chord of expression. E is a high and a low. E is Betrayal.

I'm tired

Faint-hearted

Got fired

Felt retarded

Syringes

Cementeds

I'm stranded and demented

"Come on over, come on over here"

They're crawling

I'm scratching

Unearthing and still bleeding

I'm smiling

And crying

Colorful pictures falling

I'm so over, I'm so over you

Derailed from

The world on

A million things that was torn

Fantastic

Just a trick

I'm undoubtedly spastic

I'm so over, I'm so over you!

We've been stripped off devotion

Exiled into oblivion

Understated, unwanted

Unacceptably wasted

And when the cold rain stabs me

When the wind screams unholy

I'm not afraid 'cos I've got you

Ten odd years since we first met

Treated you like my brother

The friend that I never had

This could be my worst blunder

I should have listened to them

You said they didn't understand

The reason you were condemned

You betray all of your friends

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