You were my best friend. Why?
I stood beside you through the rain,
I shared your joy, I held your pain.
A steady hand, a constant light,
I always chose to treat you right.
A loyal friend, through thick and thin,
I never thought the rot within
Could turn the heart I held so dear,
And fill my quiet days with fear.
Then came the shift, a sudden chill,
A stranger's voice inside your will.
You took the bond we used to share,
And left me standing bleeding there.
You played the puppeteer so grand,
And turned the whispers in the land,
Directing hands to point at me,
Enforcing cruel conformity.
I hear them laugh, I watch them turn,
While inside me, the questions burn.
Why break the shield that kept you safe?
Why use your tongue to build a gaff?
Was kindness something you despise?
Did truth look ugly in your eyes?
I was your rock, I was your shield,
The very first to yield the field.
Yet you became the biting cold,
And traded truth for lies you sold.
I gave you trust, I gave you my hand,
Why you betrayed me, I’ll never understand.
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Very moving, Friendship 🙏🏻🕊️
A beautiful piece
A poem of sad pain that pours from a wounded soul. Nicely written in good rhyme
I Love the way you tell a story that stays cohesive throughout the poem. A novel of ideas cut down to just the necessary phrases that keeps the reader interested.
I know exactly where you’re coming from
Because I try to do the same thing. Very similar styles but personal stories
- amazing.
Wounds inflicted by friends cut the deepest.
Damn, Friendship…I’m sorry you’ve had reason to write from this place. That kind of betrayal hurts like hell. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
I never knew I betrayed ya! (heehee).
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