My love was thrown aside
As rage in my heart competed,
The love left inside slowly died

Sanity became an afterthought,
Rage and hate; a way of life,
Love and compassion were forgotten
When I thought of him.

One night when no more I could take,
I snuck into his room late at night
And when, after the screams I left,
Left behind was a gruesome sight

I knew my life could not last,
And when the police asked why,
I shook my head, and with tears, said,
"Betrayal is a worse way to die"