Losing Them

I feel I'm starting to lose my friends..

I can feel it,

My friends fading away,

They're slipping through my fingers,

and we grow apart even today.

 

I don't want it to happen,

Never Have, Never Will, but..

I stand over the shattered memories,

Picking them up, careless if I get cut.

 

They don't realize it yet,

That They're changing as they watch,

Watch me crawl back into the zone,

My twilight zone, where dark and light are scotched.

 

I curl up and cry myself to sleep,

Knowing the worst has yet to show..

My friends, the closer they are, the more it hurts,

To see them go, never will they return, now I know.

 

So now I drop my cupped hands,

Letting what memories I had held onto fall,

The pieces I had collected are like water,

Worthless, but needed to live at all.

Author's Note

Hn..

Reviews

[Buni]

i totally get where this is coming from! ive been there and infact still fear loosing my friends back at home!!
its a wonderful poem! great use of words!! love it!