Eight years old
My "best friend"
Hurt me took something
I will never get back
Then I Just thought that
I May Had done something wrong
Or maybe it was for love?
Thirteen Years Old
A "Trusted" Friend
Hurt Me Took Away My trust
Never Will I Get that back
Then I thought that
I Messed Up did something wrong
Or Maybe this was for love?
Fifteen Years Old
A "Good" Friend
Hurt Me Made me feel unimportant
I Still do
Then I Thought That
It Was Normal
Maybe this is what I deserve
But Not For Love This Time.
Seventeen Years Old
A New "Friend"
Hurt Me Took away my existence
Now I think that
Its all my fault
It is a Normal thing
Yeah It Hurts but it all ways gets better.
Till a Best,Trusted,Good,New Friend comes along
To Take What is not his
To put a girl down so low
That she thinks her own existence dose not matter
To make her think that all those times it happened that it was
Her Fault
Well Its not Ever Going to Happen Again
cause this last time broke her
she is now alone for ever more
She takes the the only thing
she knows to do the thing that makes her safe
The Blade once again
Makes marks across her wrist
Wishing she was dead
Praying That it would all end
And Why you ask
She is broken she is torn
she is nothing
she is non exsintent
Because of what they have done to me
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Comments
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This poem is very deep. I love the thought of how your own "friends" break you. Most people don't think about that even though they should. Be cautious of who you choose. I must say this though: the flow wasn't as good as I was hoping. The line breaks throw it off a bit. But it is a very good write, full with very great imagery. I can see the hurt. Good job, and good luck in the contest.
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i love the patterning of the start, the idea of a lead up to a fall, the constantly broken trust and self esteem. i think many people identitfy with that more than they are able to express, and you express it so well. my day just got better
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Very good!
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