Forever Changing Life Story

by Miranda   Dec 14, 2007


Oh,Why is fate so cruel?
First it gives me everything.
A loving family,friends,
and total innocence.
Then took it all away.
I was left with
fights,hate,no friends
and my innocence falling apart
with every cruel word
thrown at me.
It was like this for years.
I got used to it,it was life.
Then everything came back.
My family was laughing,joking
and without any worries.
I got the greatest friend ever.
And we said "BF" for life.
I got her a boyfriend,
and she was happy.
My crush asked me out
and I fell in love.
Everything was completely perfect.
Not for long.
My family started fighting,
hating and crying.
I cried on my boyfriends
and best friends shoulders.
Then my boyfriend said sex.
I wasn't ready to lose it all.
My instincts were right.
The next week he dumped me.
My best friend helped me recover
from the sudden pain in my heart.
But then,a couple of weeks later,
She got obsessed with this boy.
Her boyfriend I set her up with.
She thought of everything as a threat
to their perfect existence.
She saw me talking to him one day.
She said I was trying to steal him.
She hated me,her best Friend,
just because of her love for him.
Now I sit here.
Alone in this dark,lonely place
Desperately reaching,for someone,
for something,for the life I knew.
But all I find is a page.

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I wrote this a while ago.I will admit I was a little over dramatic.
And I'm sorry to my best friend for mentioning this misunderstanding again.
If anyone has a better title for this poem,comment or pm me.
Please comment and rate to tell me what you think.
Thanks,
Rado (Miranda)

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  • 17 years ago

    by lostsoul13

    You wrote this poem very well. i enjoyed it. as for a title, i was thinking "Forever Changing Life Story"? tell me what u think. i would really apreciate it!! keep on writing!!

    lostsoul13

  • 17 years ago

    by Crystal Gaze

    Rado,
    I am truly sorry for what I put you through. I was just paranoid. And I knew deep inside you wouldn't do that to me, But it's like all the other times I've been poisoned. "It" did it.
    Im sorry.
    However, This peice was very well done, you explained a long period of time with a short (or well a shorter poem than I would've expected to be needed).
    You really did a great job.
    And just remember Im hear for you now.
    xox
    Paula