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Another poem about my ex best friend.
but you stabbed me in the back.
You got angry over minor things,
and lied about me.
Now I have to face you,
have to confront you.
You are pitiful and alone,
your whole life filled with despair.
So you want everyone else,
to be as miserable as you.
So you lie,
and you gossip,
and you do hurtful things.
All the time detesting yourself,
I don't hate you.
But I do hate the things you do,
the thing you have become.
I hurt inside, remembering the good times,
when we were friends.
When you were someone I thought I could have faith in,
than I realize, that those times were illusions.
They were pipe dreams.
The person you show now,
that is who you really are.
And no amount of longing,
for things to be different can change that.
So I must move on,
I can't let you remain in my thoughts.
I will cast you out,
I will stop the pain.
You aren't worth it,
you are worth the hurt you have caused.