The acrid smell of seawater stings the back of my throat
life is like that
a burning feeling of loss like a helpless little boat
confusion in a sea of change.
Old friends, new friends, happy friends, funny friends
which friends are real
friends who don't use and abuse to meet their own ends
people who will stay by your side forever?
Ten years ten friends try to stay loyal
but they chip themselves away from my heart by force
but through pretending, excuses, and arguments, they ignore our long toil
or worse stare at me with blank eyes, unmoved, uncaring.
Others leave as they give their hearts away
pairing off for "true love" they know
forgetting my loss, their eyes wander astray
I am crying without them but they ignore my unshed tears.
Ten years ten friends have tried to be together
failing now and forever
though for a while we survived even stormy weather
we are not broken and battered.
If I have made ten friends in ten years
but not one of them remains
it is no wonder I shed no tears
use to my sufferings and pains.
They talk of heartbreak and love, marriage and life
but none of life's romances are for me
their words cut deep into my empty heart like a knife
how can I find love if I cannot even choose friends?
Just being there, "loyal" just isn't right
for real, true friends
for those willing to put up a fight
life becomes worthwhile if you have something to give.
I lie in a net of hurt and hate
I unwittingly pre-ordained my future by choosing wrongly
a fate without true love or true friends is a horrible fate
and so sadder but safer I jump into the sea.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Posts
6 comments:
this is good. i like it. when did you write it?
when i was bored at my cousins house just a couple days ago
oh i thought you'd say it was from like october
honestly it makes more sense for it to be now...
yeah my other poems have been ancient but this one i just wrote
it depends on how you see things
Post a Comment