a betrayal

When betrayal hits you hard,
even if its a shard,
you yourself can give,
have given, you believe,
Does it give you an edge,
to take the pain off the ledge,
Or does it overpower you,
because there is nobody to shift blame onto,
but the heart that knows the ache,
Do you drown yourself in grief you can’t shake,
in flood of emotions you can’t palpate,
a lot of hurt and anger and cigarette,
Or do you bend like a tree,
and let time soak up the debris,
Would you then become a lousy insomniac ,
Or become a rowdy amnesiac?