What is the point of being friends?
when something goes wrong
we automatically move on
and our friendship is gone
It's like the connection we had
no longer existed and things
we said and done for eachother
no longer mattered.
We continue to support those
who've held a knife to our throats
allowing everyone to know
we have no strength to let them go.
The people we trust
betray us without a second thought,
an impulsive decision that soon
is regretted leaving them restless.
Jealousy is a disease
infecting everyone it meets,
affecting the minds of the weak
playing their cards to defeat.
© Copyright © 2024 ~ Mickiaella Dasilva
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