...FAKE FADES AWAY...

 

...FAKE FADES AWAY...

 

Don’t know why?

I feel this way

gotta be someone else

To make you stay

But when the role ends

I have no friends

Can’t wait till this ride ends

 

Do you ever feel this way, friend?

If I ever ask you, how you feel?

Cause it’s so cold out here

a story of blood and pain isn't this unfair?

Do you ever think of sharp objects?

Tell me secrets that you conceal

I wish something about you was real

 

I wish you would talk to me

I hate every second I spend

With you

Did I offend you, friend?

I have reasons if you talk to me, friend

My friend, why were you never my friend?

it’s not hard to see you, right now I can see through you

 

love is trust, not jealousy

but you never trusted me

you left me in confusion

you left me with no conclusion

Are you alive? Are you real?

Do you have scars that won’t heal?

Do you even have a soul?

 

 I wanted you to stay, but fake  fades away,

What was  never real, can't be mend

Do you think about the end?

Cause I have no time left to pretend, my friend

And

Right

Now

I am thinking about the end.

Author's Note

Hope you enjoy!
Please read and review!
Thank you :)!

Reviews

[Mrudula Rani]

Fake fades away, not before doing its damage. Your poem unfolds beautifully exploring your doubts and conformations about this fake personality, even offering help. Then ends on revelation that ... " fake fades away what was never real, can't be mended" !

[MAD ENGLISHMAN]

Some dark lines here. ( Havig real problems writing a review)

[Coyote Poetry]

Hello my friend. I understand this poem. Twice in my life. I left someone I loved and we never said goodbye.
"I wanted you to stay, but fake fades away,
What was never real, can't be mend
Do you think about the end?
Cause I have no time left to pretend, my friend
And
Right
Now
I am thinking about the end."
I do understand the above lines. Outstanding poetry shared.
Coyote

[barleygirl]

I'm sorry I haven't seen you in my newsfeed & I am forgetful, so I lost track of your writing. My bad, becuz this is superb writing! I was completely absorbed into your message as I read. At moments I was the narrator, & at other moments I was the person being addressed by your narrator. This description of "NOT REALLY THERE" interactions with so-called "loved ones" pretty much sums up my long lifetime of "knowing" my family! I was having wild flashbacks while reading this very powerful depiction of how it can feel with way too many of our so-called friends (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Kathryn Desautels]

I love the atmosphere you create with this poem. It outputs a sense of mistery and distrust. Keep writing please!!

[Lafayette]

I really like this. Very Lovely written...

[dexterous sam]

friendship is the bliss not the curse , but with human beings expect the worse .by the way dear beautiful expression for some idiot .lol..))..and i hope you are doing good .

[Lucas C. M.]

Honestly one of the better poems I have read in quite some time. You did a really good job!

[Nariko]

this poem can be interpreted in many ways and I like how it reveals the fakeness in people

[Ethan]

Beyond the incomplete sentences and grammar errors littered throughout this poem, I'm seeing a mostly cliche representation of a friendship's demise. Lines that attempt profundity such as, "My friend, why were you never my friend?" are so skeletal and one-dimensional that any "deep" things you were trying to say translate poorly. It's possible this poem isn't really my thing, but you asked for a review, and I reviewed it. Sorry the news wasn't better, keep writing :)

[zaisham9393]

There is no such thing as good or bad reviews. Some times words resonate and sometimes they don't.Though I would love your creative suggestions !!
Thank you for the review Ethan :)!

[Kathy Van Kurin]

'FAKE FADES AWAY..'
Zaishaim,
This writing was very raw and filled with honest response. I feel like you have a way of expression which is very open and to the point. I hope that life is a place for you to find grace and good things. Of course people are where and with whom we share our lives and It can be sometimes so difficult and even traumatic. I love your open heart and way with words. Your gift of writing is beautiful.
Blessings,
Kathy