When I first met you, you were broken

No friends, no life, just drama.

Wanting so badly to be loved by men.

Only finding that men wanted you for only one thing.

We became friends and sisters. In that we both found comfort.

Your life began to change for the better.

Our friendship had created a bond that could not be broken.

When things went bad for me you were there, when it was bad for you.

I was there.

Everyone warned me to steer clear, but I wanted to see the good in you.

I only seen the good in you. I refused to see the bad, thinking that I would never

be on the receiving end of you path of destruction, you were my best friend.

Then it happened... You told me you seen him cheating, and you knew he had fallen victim to

his addiction.

You told me again a few weeks later and had others tell me the same.

I began to believe you, not in the man I loved more then life, not in my soul mate,

but you my best friend.

Weeks went by and you watched as I threw my life away. I bet you

had a good laugh didn't you?

That in all the years we had been friends you knew me well enough,

you could end my life and use me to do it.

you didn't have to get blood on your hands. you handed me the knife and I took it.

I cut out my heart and the heart of my husband, and our children.

I severed my family.

Are you happy now? Was it all worth it?

I know the truth now...

You wanted my life, my husband, my children, my home, and my life.

But you did not get it. You got nothing, and you took everything.

Now I am alone, no husband, no home, no children to see everyday. They

have all gone away. Will I trust again? Never the way as before. And for certain

never will I forgive you for this. And never will I forget.

I hope Karma haunts you for eternity. I despise the air you breathe. One day I hope to be free.