We Weren't Friends

I bought the illusion life sold to me. Now I pay for it.

We Weren’t Friends

 

 

Drowning lead

Buried wed

Burning red

Cold as dead

Lie in bed It’s in my head

Heard you said

You were my friend

Love hard as diamond, is this the end?

Reminds one of timelessness,

No rhyme for this

You call me a coward

But your spinelessness gave me that name, not mine

Shame you had to hear it, but it appears that I must be clear with this s**t

The sheer hit, a sucker punch to my lips

Bruised my mind, chipped my pride, burned my lungs and pierced my eyes with needle lies

I feel used, abused inside, beaten

With arms open wide you lied to my face

Even after I left that place I thought I had an ace up my sleeve; friends

Hard to believe I haven’t a card to see

But I decked myself up, I had to be strong, you made me

I got out of that hell and no longer smell of naivety

I noticed that this wasn’t thievery, it seems to be that you never intended to see me as your friend

How can I be sad at the end when nothing began?

You ran away with my plan to live a life and sang my song

But now that it’s over, at least I can enjoy a new start in a distant land to my tune of my own drum

No reason to chase deception when it’s already run

Author's Note

Sometimes do you feel used by people you put your trust in? I do.

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Reviews

[poetgurl (Plainly Meg)]

WOW! love the rhyme scheme toward the front the best. this is so good. emotions run deep.

[SilverInk]

Rhymes are usually my favorite thing about your poems, but here I felt like they were made the focus and I found myself loving the rhyme more that than the meaning. I'm still adoring your poetry!

[wordman]

friends forever so they say,as long as they need a place to stay,

[Najam Us Saher]

The one who betrays always teaches us a lesson and they become a reason why we hesitate to trust others.