Knife in the Back

I turned around, and there it was

A blade in my back, and the trust was lost.

No wound cuts deeper, no pain more real

The sharp edge of betrayal is all I can feel.

The lies spill out like blood on the ground

The echo of his laughter is a deafening sound.

The handshake that killed, the words that deceived

The armor I wore couldn't block what I believed.

His shadow walks free while I bleed out slow

The scars will remain, but he'll never know.

This is the end of the bond we made

From brother to stranger, the price is paid.