My friends are a Huge part of my life. I've spent two years away from them. This separation is never going to end. I have to learn to somehow deal with it. And like my friend says, words are a great way to shed some load, some pain.
I miss you all. I love you all. I'll always be there for you. Thank you for giving me the best relationship of my life. I owe you guys so many smiles, so much laughter. And now, because of this distance, a few tears too.
They maybe the craziest on the planet, but they still are, my buddies and mates, my peers and pals. They're my friends.
Gleefully Sad, Miserably Happy.
I hear their voices chime through the phone
So serene, so excited, just familiar, so known
We chat about days by-gone; when so together we were
Literally inseparable.
Hand in hand, in perfect step, we'd walk the grounds
We'd chatter all over the place we grew up in
How innocent were we; oh how so ignorant!
That this blissful oblivion that cocooned us,,
Was soon to shatter, to break, to let go
Of us- it's inhabitants
Believing it'd made us, prepared us,
For the brutal world outside
"Were you aware", I now demand, "that letting go,
"Isn't easy,
"That though you delivered us gracefully,
"Departure that was, yet, akin to raw, coerced ejection."
And now I stand far away, from you,
From my friends, pals and fellow inhabitants.
Knowing that they were the only one
That made me feel content and happy,
I've taken it to heart, that I won't ever again be.
Alas, now when I hear their voices chime through the phone,
So serene, so excited, just familiar, so known,
I respond, not gleefully, not miserably,
'Cause I am, after all, gleefully sad, miserably happy.
-j.t.
YOU ARE READING
The Chaos Inside.
PoetryAbsurd may be the tale I tell Ill-suited to the marching times I loved the lips from which it fell So let it stand among my rhymes -John Keats. It is difficult to get a hold of what's going on insid...
