The Poem for a...Friend? *

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  • beautyandpain
  • So my friends wants me to write a poem about me and him...I haven't written in so long I don't know if I can just write on command like this. Any advice?

The Poem for a...Friend? *

I can see yet I live in darkness

Do you see me? Do you care at all anymore?

Or am I just another face in the crowd

Just one more person that you have to wave to?

 

Am I even a friend anymore, or just an obligation?

 

As you say hi is your smile real or just a mask

One crafted to hide just how much you truly don't care

Don't care about me, don't care about our friendship

If I can even call it that anymore

Are we still friends? How should I know?

 

You don't tell and I don't ask we simply offer our empty smiles

 

I cared for you too quickly and I don't know what I'd do

If you stopped caring, if you voiced what I believe

Would I jump or cut? No, I'd never have the courage

Not that these thoughts haven't crossed my mind

 

No, I'd probably become depressed, and as always, I'd hide it

 

I'd smile but it'd never truly reach my eyes

I'd laugh but no feeling of happiness would be felt

I'd love but it wouldn't come from my heart

 

Definitely wouldn't overflow it as it used to do

 

Maybe I'm overreacting. Maybe I'm making it all up.

Maybe I've only imagined it, your cold your silence.

Maybe it has nothing to do with me but with other things in your life.

Maybe you just don't have the time for me right now.

I can only hope these to be true

 

For the alternative, my reality, is too painful

 

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MysticFalls commented on The Poem for a...Friend? *

11-13-2011

I LOVE HOW EACH LINE HIT ME LIKE BING BAM POW AND I COULD RELATE TO EACH LINE VERY MEANINGFUL.

When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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