“A brother’s supposed to guard my back, not put a knife in it. The setup cut deeper than any blade could—’cause I never saw it coming from blood. You turned loyalty into poison, but remember this: snakes can shed their skin, but they can’t change what they are.”
This was his favorite song Two people I loved tore me apart, One broke my trust, the other broke my heart. My brother, my blood—he set me up, That betrayal cut deeper than a thousand cuts. And then my girl, the one I held close, Chose to let go, chose to be ghost. Now I’m left empty, lost in the night, Two of my lights gone, nothing feels right. I gave them my soul, I gave them my time, But love turned to ashes, trust turned to lies. Two people I swore would always stand near, Vanished like shadows, left me with fear. Now I’m staring at the ceiling, pain in my chest, Asking the universe why it’s always a test. Two losses in one, how much can I take? When family and love both turn out fake. But even in the silence, broken and torn, A king’s not destroyed—he’s just being reborn. Yeah, my heart is bleeding, yeah, my faith is thin, But scars don’t mark the end, they show where I’ve been.
