Poetry

The Clay Friend

June 6th, 2019

You were my clay friend.

Our friendship started out weak,

But as time passed,

It became as strong as stone.

As time went on,

We went our separate ways.

I told you to follow me,

But you chose to stay behind

You told me that you broke without me.

You blamed me.

Told me I was the one who caused you to shatter.

And you were mad that I wasn't broken too.

What you didn't know is that I had broke.

But I turned my cracks into art.

I made different patterns with my broken pieces.

You didn't know that.

You were my clay friend.

Such a strong bond,

But so easily broken.