Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 A Traitor, You

A traitor, you're found guilty of

Entering, then breaking my heart,

In cruel betrayal of my love,

Ripping my happiness apart.

A traitor, you ran away from

The good love nest I thought we built.

You must have thought I am too dumb

To ever find you full of guilt.

A traitor, you now dare to bring

More pain and grief to me to bear,

By flaunting off your latest fling,

Making me one you must beware.

A traitor, you're found guilty sure.

Now I'm you're executioner.