Cyclones, by bedazzled
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For some reason
there's still a cyclone
in my mind.
I fight the words
but the storm just won't abate.
Incessant rain
upon the window of my thoughts
and once again
I feel myself crumble.
I refuse to fall apart
because of you.
I refuse to be the pin cushion
you want me to be.
I can't take it,
all the years,
all the memories,
everything we went through
for you to say those words.
It breaks my heart
as I see I'm all alone.
They all left me
one. by. one.
But you were different,
our friendship was enduring
and I never thought I'd sit here
writing you out of my life.
I'm not twisting this
with all my fancy words
because it's quite simple,
painfully clear,
so easy to understand.
You don't need me anymore
but I've always needed you.
I may be more flawed than most
but I've been there for you,
dried your tears.
For four years I have listened
and I was listening
when you promised me
you'd always be my friend.
I guess I can't blame you,
I don't like me either
but at least you could have said it
to my face.
Goodbye my friend,
now just a bitter shadow,
I hope that
for some reason
there's still a cyclone
in your mind.
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Posted: 2008-04-27 11:11:31 UTC |
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