Betrayal

You broke a promise
sworn to keep
the anger that created
will surely never sleep

hurting deep inside
confided in you
never expected
what you would do

personal words
with you I shared
later found out
that others now heard

could not believe
it made me so sick
my private news
was now public

writing this
has made me cry
I still don’t know
the reason why

Can’t trust you mum
there is no one
I write these words
your only son

Mum, why?


Bob Williams

Betrayal by

Poem about something that I will never truly forgive.

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Comments

  • Enivea
    Eniveaalmost 3 years ago

    Some questions will lay unanswered…..and yes, betrayal is a bitter pill to swallow.

  • Thanks Enivea.

    – Bob Williams

  • Julialala
    Julialalaalmost 3 years ago

    Another great piece, very heartfelt.

  • Thanks for your generous comments.

    – Bob Williams

  • wigs
    wigsalmost 3 years ago

    that must have been very hard….. betrayal by someone so close…. very well written bob

  • Thanks wigs.

    – Bob Williams

  • ZoeMcduncan
    ZoeMcduncanalmost 3 years ago

    I too have experienced similar encounters with betrayal…
    It hurts me to the core & I will never get over it….I have learnt to keep moving forward

  • Forward is the only way but writing it for the first time, however immediately painful, is making me feel better. And the great kind comments on RB are amazing. Thanks. My thoughts back to you too.

    – Bob Williams

  • ZoeMcduncan
    ZoeMcduncanalmost 3 years ago

    Writing is an excellent way to release pain…. I can think of no other GREAT way, well done I know you feel much better!!!!

  • indyjill
    indyjillalmost 3 years ago

    I don’t know if there is anything worse than trust broken. I think it can be given freely to someone only once. Then it has to be worked for. Very expressively and well written Bob.

  • Thanks for your kind comments.

    – Bob Williams

  • KristineNora
    KristineNoraalmost 3 years ago
    i did not … would not as you are my child

    why do you not see that you are gods son..too

    you are a blessing on this earth …

    do you see that light……..too … my love…..

    when a mother hopes and wishes and prays

    please you do not know of the pain….

    but it would be nice very … if it were you.

  • Your time to comment is appreciated.

    – Bob Williams

  • Iris  R
    Iris Ralmost 3 years ago

    I am a mother of five. And these words struck me hard. They really hurt and I felt your pain. I’ve always wondered if in anyway I have betrayed one of my child’s confidence’s unintentionally because I was once betrayed by both of my parrents with a secret I was lured to confess with promises that I wouldn’t get punished If I did. Boy, did I get a whipping. And I was only five years old. From then on I didn’t trust anyone of them. I have put all of this past me, maybe because I am older and dedicate my time to do other things. I know it hurts, but maybe you will learn to forgive as time passes by.

  • Thanks for commenting. This concerned something that I expressly asked not to be passed on, and particularly not to a sibling. They then told complete strangers. There will be no going back. I am not sad about that. I have moved on, but bridges have been burned.

    – Bob Williams

  • Iris  R
    Iris Ralmost 3 years ago

    I understand how you feel and respect your feelings. I am glad that you have moved on. Sorry about the bridges have been burned, but I hope not completely. You see, even though that part of my past always stayed on my mind, I learned to deal with my parrents. Then when my mother was in her 60’s, due to diabetes she started to fade away slowly. Since I lived right next door, I took care of her and slowly the mother became the child and the child the mother. All she could say was “Thank God that I have a family”. When she got diareah when I took her out and there was no toilet paper in the restroom, I cleaned her with my own hands and water. She was ashamed and always asked me Why? I always told her “You did it when I was a baby, so now it was my turn.” All I know is that when she died, she was calling out my name. I didn’t have any guilty feelings when she died. I was in peace with myself because even though I had rough times I know I did the right thing for her. Now don’t get me wrong. I am not telling this to change your mind, but just to let you know there is always a tomorrow with the sun shining through. I hope your future is filled with hope and many a happy days.

  • I am now happily married with a great wife and two lovely girls. There are, however, these issues from my past that seemed best served at this time in my writings on RB.

    – Bob Williams

  • Iris  R
    Iris Ralmost 3 years ago

    Oh, yes, write, write, write. They help you with your feelings. And I am glad that you are happily married and have two lovely girls. That may be all the healing you may need.