Betrayal

NAME: MUHAMMAD MUSTAFA FAHIM

CLASS: A2 - C1

  Source: Internet

                                                                              

It stings at first , but then instead of healing, it aggravates and eats the soul. Its the type of horrid sensation that is indescribably painful, as though someone has thrown me off a cliff and I am falling, falling to the pointed boulders below. There is no respite for me, just utter desolation and torment but why? Was it because I was too oblivious to the fact that I cant be stabbed in the back by such an old 'companion', was it my incredulity?

As I lay there, standing bamboozled by these questions. Fate mocks me, 'You thought of her as your best friend, didnt you? Ha!', it seems to scoff. I still remember the days we used to talk endlessly for hours and hours, in school, at home, everywhere but now they are just bitter memories, bitter truth of your betrayal.

What really pains me is the fact I considered you my closest friend, the type I go to in distress and now ironically I am in the most excruciating distress because of you.

There is no soothing this empty hole that you have left in me, my naivety in trusting you has been punished. I will never trust a person again. Or am I just paranoid? Am I just stoned?