My friend
you change around them
you hate me around them
you laugh with them
help them make me feel like a pile of trash
you change when you talk with them
why do you encourage them
but when they leave
you say you didn't mean it
you say it was their fault
you say I am over dramatic
you don't save me from them
you just join them
you don't try to lift me out of this bottomless pit
you just let me fall
you let me fall into an unbearable pain
an unbearable fear
an unbearable life
you make me want to die
you push me towards death
you become one of them
they who cheer on rape
running across bright yellow tape
like it is a finish line
they who push others to death
they who make us feel ugly
so they feel beautiful
you become one of them
they who walk across our broken bones and souls
treating them like they are a balance beam
they who's hearts are sucked into a black hole
not feeling remorse for who they suck in
they who push us to a permanent solution for a temporary problem
should I call you friend
or one of them
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Author:
Crow (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is dedicated to John Rolfes, a Elder High School student who committed suicide on March 17, 2017. He was a close friend of my family, epectialy my older brother. Please send prayers to his family in their time of need.
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