cheat – A Writer’s Soul

What a strong word,
Such a powerful word to claim,
I am, you are, and we are,
Cheaters and liars,
Victims and addicts to the power being on their minds,
Such a powerful feeling to try and move on from,
I cheated, on you, on us, on what we were,
And now I’m left with this guilt and shame,
Fallen far from the high I held when I never got caught,
Was never held,
But I held to that scarlet letter proud, and prude,
Because that’s what you do when slander,
And victims of their own making attack,
Let the truths and lies mix in the town square,
You cheated, on us, on me, on what is,
And you drew your scarlet letter boldly,
Making it known the shame did not come from you,
The guilt was never felt expect by those addicts,
Clinging to the power of a feeling that was created by a single moment.

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Published by grumpygorman

I am a Social Worker by day and an artist/writer by night. I use the written word in an attempt to make sense of the secret worlds and dysfunctional dynamics that lurk beneath the facades of our daily interactions. I am not sure how my writing styles are characterized, nor am I overly concerned about it. I am immensely enthusiastic about music and often connect better with songs than I do people. I also have an intense appreciation for quality wines and whiskies, frequently consuming them in excess. I like things that smell good and struggle to manage the symptoms of a life-long relationship with depression. So, why "grumpygorman"? Spend some time here and find out...

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