m broken within and I'm fiddling to put up the statue of a man.
You see my absence and you never demand for an usher.
To check a roll call.
Did we just fight? Or did you just claim right?
I have no one to call
That's why I have always tried to go easy on myself
But if it seems that the path I took, took a toll on you.
My bad. I'm sorry.
Intentions of hurt were never part of the bargain.
All the way I had to sacrifice time that I should be here
In accumulating the geek of Pharaoh
I said I don't want to be looked down upon
That's why I chose to remain silent and on a steady move.
Tell me what to do to fix these callus ventures I embarked on.
The tales they told me about becoming
A man was too good to be left unpracticed and undented
Though art know I care about thee
Temptious times may come
But still will choose you
A lot is passing through me
Confused me is passing through a lot
I don't need to be queried why
Alone and trembling on my bed of sleepless nights.
I still crave this union to be strong and not brittle.
I'm still here for you.
If ever you want someone to lean on You
know where you would find me.
- Author: Drich The Poet (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: April 8th, 2023 15:11
- Comment from author about the poem: It was a time of mutual misunderstanding between me and friends. Some thought I was ignoring them but in reality they were the ones ignoring me. For us not to make the wound swell too much I just agreed that it was me. I took the blame but my mind couldn't just ponder why i did that. So during one personal moment i decided to write down this to free my heart the burden. And here it is. If they read it they would understand what tea happened.
- Category: Friendship
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