I find out today who I thought were my friends at work a place( I thought was a safe place to be myself is not that at all ) have been speaking behind my back.This poem is dedicated to them.
You captured me with your false friendships,and plastic smiles
Which all turned out to be lyes.
You drew me in with what I thought was your understanding,and family like atmosphere.
Your false bravado,and cheer.
Only to find out today lyes,backstabbing,and. betrayal has been your real face sneering,twisted,and cold like a traitors soul.
May karma kick your face in hoping that it will never mend.
This is my first poem in a very very long time so this is a rough draft.