By Stephanie Bermudez-Cruz
You made me wait
You had me anticipate
I was the prey in your game
Caught in your dark terrain
Why did you give me something to smile about?
So that you could let me quickly shrivel in pain?
Just for your selfish gain?
You’ve come back to apologize
But how am I to recognize the truth from the lies?
Keep your crocodile tears away
Let that leaf fall and sway
The tree that bore that leaf and the ones before perished
Because you did not cherish it
You gave it coldness with your disregard
You gave it warmth with your superficial sympathy
You gave it a sultry heat with your rays of false hope
Now there’s nothing left to say