"The Cheap Shot"

There is hurt here.

The type that cannot be mended by Band-Aids or poetry.

A type of hurt that compels me to harshly remind you of the mistake you made at every opportunity I get.

You're ignorant to the fact that I am constantly in pain.
No matter how insignificant your misconduct seems, it still burns with vigorous flames.

I don't know if I'll ever really forgive you for your mistake, betraying the trust I had hesitantly bestowed in you,

But I cannot seem to unhinge myself from your hypnotic incantation.