We once were one
We now are none
We were separated without my consent
I supposed you never truly had a chance to relent
I laughed at your jokes
While you guffawed at mine
Standing together like branches of oaks
Pointing out the nice ones as well as the blokes
Sticking together like shoelaces tied
Holding hands like vines intertwined
A wedge drives between us
At first like a fuss
Going slowly at first and going unnoticed
Growing distant I'm not surprised no one noticed
At first I was spiteful
Perhaps even angry
But to me your freedom seemed rightful
That was the part that vexed me most
Your friendship with others seemed like a boast
While our friendship seemed no more than a ghost
I cannot remember the last time we talked
Or at least the last time it was real
I know there is no way to truly heal
We used to be like a lock unlocked
Like a perfect potion only a witch could concoct
We spoke through the heart with a common language
One without the other was like an anguish
We now speak rehearsed lines like a foreign tongue
What we could've been like a song unsung
The dull rejection did not hurt it stung
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Poems
PoetryThese poems depict the dreary reality of being someone like me. The misery of living.