Poems of an angsty teen

5

11:00 AM
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Our friendship wasn't built on fire
But it's going up in flames..
We can try to put it out,
But it'll never be the same..

I just want to go back,
Back to the good days..
When everything was fine-
Everything was ok.

We lit the match
And watched it burn..
Watched it crumble and fall,
But we never learned..

We never learned,
Because we never listened.
We never listened,
So we were never heard.

We were never heard,
So what's the point?
The lines are blurred
And everything hurts..

I just want to go back,
Back to the good days..
When everything was fine-
Everything was ok.

First a spark,
Then a flame.
Flaring up,
It can't be tamed.

We burned a blazing trail
And, when the fire died..
Did you feel fulfilled?
Am I the same in your eyes?

Clinging to the Ashes
Of what will never be..
Hoping for a future
Where he can be with me..

I just want to go back,
Back to the good days..
When everything was fine-
Everything was ok.

So where is the Phoenix?
Rising from the flames?
Where we can start over,
And be friends again?

Or are we stuck-
Bound to die.
Bound to burn,
No matter what we try..

Bound to fall,
Bound to cry..
In this trial by fire,
What am I?

I just want to go back,
Back to the good days..
When everything was fine-
Everything was ok..