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i'm not bitter towards my friends for needing support. 

i hope i didn't appear that way. 

i'll gladly support a friend, 

any friend. 

i just wish that sometimes i hadn't been so broken in this life 

that i could trust someone enough to open up to them,

so that i wasn't sitting and crying alone at 12:24 AM. 

i wish i didn't bottle up my feelings until they consume me. 

i wish i could speak for myself for once, 

instead of just silently going along with what happens. 

i'm tired of being a background character in my own life. 

but i don't want to be a burden. 

i don't want to be a problem. 

i have been taught in my life that to tell someone your problems

is to burden them.

i won't do that to other people. 

so i am caught in this internal war.

on one side, 

i'm desperate for a friend and maybe someday, 

recovery.

but on the other side, 

i have lived my whole life on this side, 

the side of immobility in my relationships with others.

i wish i could pick a side,

and not be caught in the middle anymore.


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