Wounded
And bleeding

With a plethera
Of pain
Raging
Burning
Inside my veins
Your name
Seared on
My heart.

You smile
Your eyes giving
no clue
To the deceit that lies
beneath
Though
Each time
You speak--
You betray.

As Brutus to Caesar
You slay me
And leave me to bleed
With only a whispered question
On my still lips

Et tu?