I'm losing them.
Isn't it sad?
When you're losing your friends,
just like that?
Sure it is,
but what can you do?
Do as they say,
so they would again like you?
Isn't it unfair,
what they want?
That's extortion,
don't they see the point?
How can I change
the part of me they don't like?
It's not as easy
as a ride on a bike.
Do they even want,
to be friends again?
I wouldn't be surprised if not,
I caused them so much pain.
But can they be so cruel?
Can they let me go?
We will see,
I'm sure they'll let me know.
But doesn't it hurt them,
even a bit?
Am I the only one,
feeling like shit?
They might hate me,
but that's okay I hate me too.
But I never thought that this
is what they would do.
I wanna lay in the bed,
all day long and cry.
Or just simply take a razor,
cut so much and die.
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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.