I make friends and I make enemies.
I turn friends into enemies and enemies kick me when I am down,
therefore to find peace I must find loneliness.
In that I will find myself.
In that I will find truth.
My pain is mine and mine alone.
I ask for no pity and no sorrow,
Just know that through this my love has been strong and my heart pure.
Author notes
Came to me in a dream.
A contest entry
- Enemies With Friendly Faces by Dead Hair.
525 points, ended April 21, 2008, 34 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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Very true.
A sad philosophy. But one that can't be denied. This was written with cold logic, which sets the tone for the loneliness you need. It's funny that we need to be alone to survive. People often rant on about how they couldn't survive without their support systems.
Well done!
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It is true ...
and dreams often give us treasures to keep.
But I know of something better than loneliness. It is being with the One for you, forever. 
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