Renegade

by Baby Rainbow   Nov 1, 2014


I have become a renegade
to the radiant sun
I once believed
to be my friend.

Burning me with darkness
behind my back,
I did not hear his sweet
prospect of betrayal.

An enemy now gliding
far from sight, descending
long into the distance.

And instant grief hits me
like winter, as I become
the renegade to an enemy
who will never be my friend.

Saffie
23

25/10/14

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