Tuesday, February 8, 2011

I dont have to be here

My friend is in complete denial of how desructive she is and I cant take much more. Apparently in her terms I am a vulture.
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I've never been so angry
How could you leave him broken
Act like your lies weren't spoken
I wish I would have warned him
I saw my self in his pain
I saw his sorrow in his disdain
He's just one more marker,
in her trail of ruin.
Glossed over words
To hide its true poison.
Digging your thorns into all of our hearts
I cant take anymore of this
Im done this time for sure.
You seem in denial though
All you need is yourself
Have fun with your life
rotting in your filth.
I loved you so much
One of my best friends
Now our phone calls are shorter
Our words much more shallow
its like nothing we've been through
means anything.

2 comments:

  1. Good poem. I just found ur blog today cuz ur following mine, so i found this one... anyway. Ya, good poem, like i said. I'm glad we're all moving on.

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  2. Thank you, its hard moving on. I just found out she started cutting again, cuz I was checkin out her flickr account. *sigh*

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