My guard is up
I make a "friend"
Okay "sure"
Someone wants to be friends with "me"
No, I don't even want to be friends with me
Okay, a friend you seem
Friendly
Answer every call, every text
"I love you"
"You're awesome", "amazing", "beautiful"
I'm not
I know I'm not
Slowly I drop my guard
I have a friend
You're so nice
Is this what it's like to have a friend?
Slowly you fade
Stop answering calls, responding to texts
You're busy perhaps
Your life got crazy
No
You still answer
Just not to me
New friends
As I fade
They will too one day
I've dropped my guard
I let myself hurt
Now you answer
"Life was crazy" you say
"I'm sorry" you say
I'm working on rebuilding my wall
It's still fragile
I believe you
You're being so nice
So trusting
Like the you I always knew
Then it happens again
I didn't finish building my wall so it easily fell
You didn't need to destroy it
I let it fall
I let my wall fall and now I'm defenseless
My raw heart hurting
I let this happen
"Friend"
Sure
I don't have friends
I won't have friends
I'm not even my own friend
Maybe I'm wrong
Maybe it's me
Friend?
I don't know anymore
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Author:
IamUnicorn (
Offline) - Published: October 4th, 2021 15:29
- Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this poem about someone in my life. Most of my poems start as feelings onto paper and then I turn them into something.
- Category: Sad
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Comments2
This about cyber friendships? Glad I'm not a part of it...
Welcome to MPS.
If you know the trials and perils of that world you could no doubt tell people like me mu ch I don't know, but there is much else in a big world too....
It was about a friend I knew who moved away actually. Just far enough that most of our contact is mobile at this point. Mainly it's all in my head. Anxiety tends to pull me down the rabbit hole of doubt.
Good to know you are prepared to respond - this is what keeps MPS a lively place.
With respect to all this your head and the rabbit hole - I know that feeling but would strongly advise a pivot in which you address the world.
Aah I seem terribly formal here - I don't mean to be - apologies.
It seems the most genuine of people are the ones who are not appreciated as they should be. Well penned Unicorn. 👍
Thank you. ❤
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