ive only had about 3 best friends
one let a bitch choke me
another chose a whore over me
and the last dropped me
because i hate cops
what is it like
to have a friend you can talk to
without that friend
being your boyfriend
because hes meant to be my lover
why dont i have a platonic bond
that doesnt rot
and then my brain tries
to make me believe
its all my fault
ill admit
im not perfect
but i never left
unless
you left first
whether it was emotionally
or physically
the moment i feel abandoned
i turn into the feral dog
left at the park
i just want a best friend
one that will stay
one that will tell me what i did wrong
one that wont choose bad guys
and one who wont hurt me
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The Night Talks • Vents
PoetryDisgusting and disturbing thoughts turned into try-hard poetry.
