Maybe "Best Friends Forever" was another lie. |
Reasoning Behind Poem This is a poem about how one of my best friends told me that they didn't want anything to do with me. It was two weeks after I got back from being hospitalized for depression and suicidal thoughts. Who knows, maybe she thought I was messed up in the head. Or maybe she was overwhelmed. I haven't heard from her for half a year now, and she only lives four houses down the street. I've never felt more abandoned. I wrote her A poem About the first Day we met. About how I Knew she was A person of Understanding That would instantly See right Through me. Maybe I Misunderstood. Maybe I Was blind. Who knew she Would pack up And leave me Crippled on the ground Wracked with the grief Of my own ignorance. Certainly not I. In my moment Of need, she Decided I was a burden. She made new friends, I’m sure. But why would she Leave me in the dust? Each key stroke Makes me choke up, Know that she wants Nothing to do with me. I thought our bond Was the real thing. We planned our futures, Always interlacing Our fates with one another's. Maybe I should look again, Move on with life. But how do you move On when a piece Of your life Walks off Into the void? |