Savior Sabbatical

Please. Read the author's note.

"I'm strong enough, I've always told myself. I never want to need someone else, but I've already fallen from that hill." ~ Britt Nicole, Safe

"Don't hate me because I wasn't who you thought I was or who you wanted me to be. From start to finish, you never knew the real me." ~Unknown

"So many assume. So little know." ~ Unknown

"I'm hated by many, loved by few, and known by all." ~Unknown

"Fake; it's the latest trend, and everyone seems to be in style." ~ Unknown



Creeping up,
behind your back.
Hiding their knife,
ready to attack.

"Will you please be my friend?
You're so amazing
I promise,
ain't nothing I'm planning!"

Twisted, meditated, lies
of evil "poets".
These new "friends",
are soon to be the culprit.

Stealing the rhymes,
capture the names.
Longing to win,
their silly little games.

"Oh, Courtney, don't listen.
I'm your friend, I promise, I swear.
Just give me a second chance.
We all have to remember to stay fair."

Slipping out the knife,
ready to stab once again.
Copying every word
that bleeds out your pen.

Turn your back,
and in comes the blow.
A cheating murderer,
that sank down too low.
Still, they sit there in wonder,
watching all your blood flow.
They enjoy watching your pain,
hearing your screaming echo.

Courtney screams a battle cry,
longing for some help.
She isn't always the savior,
as she cries the wounded yelp.

"Drama queen much?
The world isn't over.
Go cry me a river.
It's only the internet.
You aren't gonna die.
What part don't you get?"

It's more than the internet,
much more than a place.
It's the place that you found,
you're only saving  grace.

A writer so great,
but not always strong.
I know for sure,
you've done no wrong.
The liars and cheaters,
are breaking you down.
I can't criticize you
for wearing that frown.
You look like a savior,
but saviors cry too.
It's too late for me,
to try hard to argue.

A poem is just words,
so this does no good.
I just wish I could help-
would I if I could?

I have no answer,
and neither do you.
Maybe it's time,
for savior sabbatical.
You did no crime,
but you need a break
from the lying people.

Would a week do?
Or even a month?
A year, if you must.
Come back in August?

Whatever you need,
I will support.
Just promise you'll continue,
to let your pen bleed.

Author's Note

Courtney, I'm no longer going to say "I understand" or "Oh my gosh, that's horrible." All those sayings are, are words. Words don't do anything, actions do. If I knew what I could do, I would try. But, I don't know what to do anymore. All the liars, and cheaters, they're all the same. Maybe I'm just as bad, always expecting you to help me, or listen to my problems.

I still don't know what to do. So I wrote this. It's all I can think of giving. Maybe you're sick of all the little rhymes made about the backstabbers and liars and copiers and cheaters in your life.

I still hope that maybe, it's something.

If you need to leave, I won't beg you to stay. I'm not saying I want you to leave. I don't. But maybe you need a little sabbatical from helping others. Nobody would blame you for wanting time to yourself (and if they do, they're not a true friend).

I don't want you to leave, but I also don't want to force you to stay in this, excuse my language, hell.

Reviews

[WynterPhoenix]

You're a great friend to her for writing this. Everyone needs a little time for breathing every once in a while and it would be selfish of us to ask her to stay just for us, her friends and fans. This is a nice thing you did for her.

[Alicia Hirshey]

This was an amazing, overwhelming heartfelt piece of poetry. I cried reading this. I hope it will help Courtney. I really do.

[Jess Holden]

So beautiful, and such a heartfelt piece :') I cried when I read this and I hope this helps your friend