My voice is shaking,
my heart is on fire.
I am standing here,
watching the liar.
The one that said
"You're my best friend and you'll be forever"
Did you behave like it,
ever?
No you didn't,
that's why I ask.
Is it so hard to behave like it,
is it so difficult task?
You are not my best friend,
but you were.
Before,
when you did care.
But this time
is already gone.
You know my friend,
I won.
You didn't,
didn't push me down.
I'm still alive,
wearing my golden crown.
I'm the queen,
of my own life.
Just the thought
makes me feel alive.
I'm the winner,
I won.
Our friendship,
is finally gone.
YOU ARE READING
The Walk
PoetryThe walk through my life. Through the points where i feel down to feeling good and back again. Warning: These poems may be depressing, suicidical and sad. These poems are usually related to what i feel and what is going through my mind.
