Walls Closing in

Walls closing in, shadows of my scream,

Homies turned strangers, a shattered, bad dream.

One outburst, a label they brand with such ease,

"Mentally sick," a wall built to appease.

 

Empty texts echo, unanswered they lie,

Meet-ups they dodge with a practiced goodbye.

Their laughter, once music, now grates like a knife,

The bond we once cherished, cut short of its life.

 

Is this the price for a moment unfurled?

Vulnerability cast to a judgmental world?

I yearn for a hand, a voice in this plight,

But understanding's a ghost in the night.

 

They fear the unknown, the depths I displayed,

A burden too heavy, a friendship decayed.

I long for forgiveness, a chance to explain,

To mend what's been broken, erase all the pain.

 

But silence speaks volumes, a deafening plea,

Their loyalty fractured, replaced with unease.

Am I doomed to this island, alone in the storm?

A shipwreck of friendship, forever forlorn?

 

Yet, hope flickers faintly, a ember alight,

That love can rebuild, in the darkest of night.

For true friends, they'll weather the storm's bitter sting,

And in the wreckage of sorrow, compassion will bring.