For the millionth time that year,
A jagged stone was thrown at me,
Followed by words that cut deeper than the stone.
"What did I do this time" I ask, patience fading.
The person, cried, falling into someone's arms.
Her friend's arms. My friend's arms.
More like, my no-longer-friend's arms.
Another bout of cursing and harsh words.
Did nobody see how their words shattered me?
They walked away, comforting each other.
Someday, will someone be there to comfort me?
Now, someone else comes to me.
Someone who I guess, knows me better.
"Why is she so mad at me, what did I do?"
"She's mad at you and it is your fault, but don't take it to heart"
I don't know what you mean by those words.
Certainly, I hope you don't mean I just have to grin and bear
The aching wounds that hurt me daily.
I guess those words just throw my intentions
Like another stone at my face.
"You need friends. You need friends,
So hold it in. Smile through the pain.
Keep them happy and then maybe you'll finally be
A friend and not a liability."
~LonelyComets
11.05.18
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Hey y'all :) I've tried a different style of poetry... so..yea.. Hopefully it's good.
And... THANKS FOR 400+ VOTES :) IT MAKES ME MELT LIKE A MARSHMALLOW IN HOT CHOCOLATE
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The Falling Stars
Poetry"For every tear that fell from her eyes// A bright star came falling from the sky" Just poems.... uhhh... yeah :) Poems that basically pop up in my head at like 3am ... and are formulated over an hour or two. That ... or it was inspired by a dream :...
