Sticks and stones will break our bones......

I never thought our friendship would end,
but we continue to drift apart,
unable to try and reconnect,
get back to where we were in the start.

Your eyes are full of judgment,
when all I need is an open ear,
and when I scream out for you to help me,
the pain and urgency you cannot hear.

You're alright when things are easy,
but I'm abandoned when things get hard,
continually taking your many jabs,
so my mind, body, and soul are scared.

For the one who's supposed to know me best,
your blind to a lot of things,
you don't see my sadness over-taking my life,
or know how much your words can sting.

A fire is how I refer to it now,
because when it's good its great,
but when things get a little heated,
an explosion it does create.

An explosion that leaves me burned,
isolated yet again,
crawling back inside myself,
no longer even freed by the pen.

Standing alone during my time of need,
now that my sadness has taken the wheel,
but you're still blinded by my mask,
and can't even begin to know how I feel.

The day I tried to ask for your help,
you cut me off, said you had to go,
and ever since that last phone call,
I knew you would never know.

So my feelings I'll keep to myself,
I won't try to involve you anymore,
but it only makes me cry a tear,
cause I thought our friendship could handle more.

I thought you would always help me,
but it turns out I was wrong,
as you left me sinking in this emotional tide,
when I thought you would help me be strong.

So as I suppress my emotions further,
and wait for my soul to break,
in the back of my mind I know you don't care,
which makes it so hard to take.

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