Better Off Alone

by You Can Speak But I Can Rhyme   Jul 9, 2011


Sometimes when we r all alone and life's all messed and when the walls of faith start to crumble, someone comes along and starts making u see the meaning of life and holds You are hand (hypothetical assumption - generally u have to pay people to hold it) and wipes You are tears and keeps you sane. You begin to realize that life has changed because of them. And it does. The sun goes all shiny on you till you begin to squint at midnight and the flowers (damn i wish i had not mentioned flowers..makes me feel wimpy and blue like Jake Sully) become brighter as if they were lit up by neon signs outside cheap motels, and the wind seems to infuse with new life (it would considering u r out of the cigarette smog u created) and the sea..well it feels wet and all..I think everyone got the drift. That makes me realize i am drifting from the point..(What was the driftwood doing playing NFS? It was tired of drifting on the chilly drifts of the sea so decided to score a million points drifting.. BOO). Back to the sniffles.. Then these special people whom we know as friends (hope i am politically correct here) begin to let us know how important we are to them. They tell us all the insides of their life and when u really start thinking (circumspect of course Coz we know what we really are - right folks?) ..hey is this the reality? Am i really so lucky to have a friend who's so concerned about me and my pains and delights and the emptiness of my life..it is then at that point when we show our chin to them (remember - fight night round three? damn my busted remote..@$#&@##) (and they always said - hey mate i don't like seeing u depressed. keep You are chins up! i always thought it to be inspiring...but now i know) they land a hay-maker, do a double whammy along with a slight tender knee to our emotional crotch (a creme-de-la-creme surprise..voila!!) and then they leave. They do the Houdini on us (mind u Houdini rarely did a disappearing act - he only did escapes) but they do and they start avoiding u like hell, on streets, on phones, on line and then static. But they will never realize that it is not their absence that hurts..its the demise of our trust. We thought that we were doing a good job healing them and making them whole, keeping them sane and standing up for them. Only to turn around and find that we were standing all alone waiting at sunset for that miserable morning which will bring us at the juncture of one more charade - Friendship!! Friendship Rocks!! Friendship sticks around!! Sticks and stones will break my bones but words will never hurt me..WHO needs words when friends are around??

0


Did You Like This Poem?

Latest Comments

More Poems By You Can Speak But I Can Rhyme