Self -betrayal

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Bitter words run in your mind;

a lectical chewing of citrus peels.

Angry phrases pop up

hitting their red overheated selves

on the borders of your head.

A fountain of disappointment.

..

In between:

pauses of sentimentality

with the tears of a child

that needs a maternal hug.

It's not fair.

You promised me.

..

Shortly after,

back to the inner tornado

that wants to rip your thorax out

and blow up the entire neighborhood.

You fucker!

..

A cyclical choreography

of a volcanic monologue.

A mixture of painful anger,

emptiness full of feelings,

and a suspicion that whispers…

..

Deep inside

you knew from the beginning

that this promise would evaporate,

and you chose to count on it.

It was more of a promise

you made to yourself;

not a promise he made to you.

You're not really shocked, 

are you?

It is an unsurprising surprise.

So, he didn't really betray.

He acted according 

to his own inner voice

and his present range of self-awareness.

You're the one who betrayed yourself.

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If you swim in Instagram’s ocean, you’ll find me somewhere here, on a raft like the one Odysseus had.

♾️

Anthi Psomiadou — CC BY-NC-ND 4.0 International : Credit must be given to the creator/ Only noncommercial uses of the work are permitted/ No derivatives