What do I mean
When I say hello?
Why do I wince
When your friends bellow?
I've been abandoned
Left cold, left to rot
The only warmth I feel
Is something I feel not
What are friends
When no one has your back?
What did you say
While you were in your warm shack?
You said,"lo, my friends,
Let us all be giddy!
For all of us here, are together firm
Anything else would be a pity!
For I am only
The best of friends
With those who are lucky
Those who don't have end!"
So, I'll huddle up
Admire the cold-biting, blowing snow
And remember longingly, the warm friendships
Of not so long ago
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Author:
Tom Wood (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 17th, 2018 19:42
- Comment from author about the poem: Honestly, I haven't sat down to write a poem in a while. I was listening to some music, and I was depressed, as normal. I flipped open the writer, and started writing. It reflects what I am going through. I am sure there is an end, but it isn't in sight yet. So, here is a little taste of it.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
This is quite remarkable to me. For I am going through a no friends and depression thing. You wrote a great write. Fine job!
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