A Poem by Mariana Silva

The words spilling forth from the mind of someone so conflicted...


Give me tonight,

Give me the chance to speak up,

Let me tell you how mad I am,

Cus someone save you if I don’t get to.

I’m getting tired of having to fight,

Always waiting on you to erupt

And the words that will condemn

Me, wow, who knew?


Just the other night,

We fought over a dumb little word,

Gods, it made me mad enough to cuss.

But when we started getting nitty-gritty

Only I was in the wrong.

Say you were the one in the right,

Baby, all along it was just plain absurd.

All of this damn fuss,

I was crying hard enough to wake half my city.

And all because you said I was wrong.


The following night…

An old friend returned.

It was rather odd to me,

Just how different he really seemed.

He gave me a slight fright,

When I saw just how much of him he had burned.

They weren’t burns you could see.

It was pointless to ask why, he deemed.


There was a new feeling,

A feeling so foreign and strange.

Had my friend been hurt?

Had he cried?

To him, did my words have meaning?

When he thought of me, did he feel rage?

Please…guard him against more hurt.

Even if he claims that he has lied…


The one I love…

He’s stepped into the dark,

And the person he is becoming,

Surely is beginning to be something new.

He is the one I continue to love,

But when the truth is there so stark,

Exactly who is he becoming?

He is growing different from the man I once knew.


My friend, I love him.

No more than the man who claimed my heart,

But love him I do nonetheless.

Can’t help wondering who he is as well.

Though his heart seems dim,

He claims to care, which is true to his heart.

Does he love me? I can only guess…

But I cannot afford to dwell.

The man I love so dearly,

Always proclaims himself to me.

Though there was a time,

When he was jealous of my friend.

Claimed to see our care for each other so clearly,

Said he could see that a couple as what we wanted to be.

But that would never be true, no matter the time.

Because we only wanted to be friends to the end.


My friend, he would rise to defend me

Where my love would back away.

The day I was feeling blue,

My friend eased the pain and led me back,

When I felt that darkness was all I could see.

Reminded me that I needed to stay,

To stay alive and that he knew I knew.

Guided me safely back.


Why now?

Why are they fighting once more?

Tearing me apart as I want to stop it all.

It isn’t fair that this has happened.

Someone…end it.

What can I do now?

How do I settle the score?

Can I save both from the fall?

Why has this happened?


Someone…tell me why.

© 2008 Mariana Silva

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Added on April 12, 2008


Mariana Silva
Mariana Silva


Love to read and write, so much in fact, there isn't a place where my journal and pen have not followed me because you never know when something will spring forth to be written. Not a prodigy but some.. more..

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A Poem by Mariana Silva