For me, years of friendship come with years of betrayal
I've longed for a connection that I knew would never break
Eventually I realized that this was never possible in the first place
All connection breaks somehow, someway
Some are severed by silly little arguments
Some are severed by distance
Some are severed by death
Some are severed for no reason at all
I still fear the betrayal I've lived many times before
But now I enjoy the happy moments
They bring snack bags on game days
They ask how your day was
"Sorry, it's really loud. Can you repeat that?"
Some days I think about how they don't mean it
Or I remember that they do it because they have to
I still think about how they all probably hate me
This time it's okay
I like the background
I'm still a main character, just not in their story
This time I'm living the life I wrote for me
YOU ARE READING
Hope in the Dark
PoesíaA collection of poems about experiences and thoughts I've had in the few years I've been alive. Some are recent pieces, others are from middle school. This collection is somewhat in order, and I leave in the older ones in to show other young writers...
