A cheater’s web of deceit, a venomous lie,
With promises broken, and trust left to die.
His actions like poison, a dagger in the back,
Betrayal’s cruel wound, an emotional attack.
Like a shadowy figure in the dead of night,
He cheated on me, extinguished our light.
With every glance, with every touch,
He concealed his sins, he hid so much.
You’ll rise from the ashes, stronger and wise,
No longer confined by his devious lies.
For a cheater may cheat, but your spirit is pure,
In time, you’ll find love, faithful and sure.
He may have cheated, but I’ll rise above,
In time, I’ll heal, and reclaim self-love.
This anger’s a fire, a cleansing flame,
I’ll emerge from the ashes, forever changed.
To the one who cheated, a message clear,
Your actions brought pain, despair, and fear.
You may have thought you could deceive and win,
But the scars of betrayal, they linger within.
For love is a gift, a treasure to hold,
Not to be bartered or recklessly sold.
In the end, the deceiver shall reap what they sow,
A lonely existence, a bitter, regretful woe.
