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KJ Feb 2018
I wish that I could trust you,
sometimes I almost do.

I crave our old companionship.
Why did you have to ruin it?

I guess I didn't mean that much,
I deceived myself completely.

I thought you cared as much as I did.
I know that was my mistake.

Your only fault is constant disappointment.
Maybe I just expect too much.

Is it too much to ask for loyalty?
Was it too hard to be trustworthy?

You deny the whispers spoken behind my back,
but don't you know I can feel the slimy betrayal?

The knife in my back still hasn't left,
not with you constantly pushing it back in.

I wish I could trust you,
but now I know better than that.
KJ Jan 2018
what can't you understand?
why can't you see?

do you even care
how this affects me?

hateful words, spite filled phrases
twisted up behind a Cheshire cat smile

mocking me, haunting me
putting me on trial

friends are friends
until they're not

whispered words, behind my back
you've been caught

was it worth it?
your apology will be too late

how do you survive
without choking on your hate?

friends are friends
or so they say

the truth comes out
at the end of the day
you really can't trust anyone can you
Nathan Dec 2017
Trying to show empathy
After stabbing someone in the back
Is like telling a man with no legs to walk up and down the road
Inexcusable and impossible for the other person too forget
Dazed Dreaming Oct 2017
I saw you today..
By accident..
Caught me off guard..
Wasen't expecting it..

You looked the same..
Head deep into your phone..
Unaware of what's going on around you..
Restored friendships...
With whom you hated...
All because I left you alone..
And all because you cant stand...
To be alone...

Cant say I'm surprised..
You were always high school..
All pom poms on game day..
All talk..
Loose lipped...
Knowing nothing of loyalty..
Starved for attention..
Mouth running constantly...
To whoever would listen..
Always kind of wide eyed..
And not really there...


Yea...
Nothings changed...
Your still the same...
What can I say though..
I have no regrets...
Walking away...
From a ****** up friendship..
You did me so *****...
Like we were in high school..
And if you hadn't noticed...
I graduated years ago..


The life you choose to live with you and your kids...
Just isn't okay with me anymore..
You hang out with 21 year olds...
Girl, your 30...
Your Regina George's mom..
Quit playin...
This **** isn't funny...


I hope you invest all your..
"Extra time" into your kids..
They need you...
I'll miss them..
Ill miss you..
I use to love you like a sis...
But I grew up...
I've outgrown your *******..
I've hung up my gown and tassel...
Its time for you to do the same..
gray rain Apr 2016
I couldn't help but look at you
In hope that you'd look back
I never thought we'd even cross our paths
but when we did I didn't expect
to end up with a knife in my back
J Nc May 2016
Once upon a time, a woman was picking up firewood. She came upon a poisonous snake frozen in the snow. She took the snake home and nursed it back to health. One day the snake bit her on the cheek. As she lay dying, she asked the snake, "Why have you done this to me?" And the snake answered, "Look, *****, you knew I was a snake."
Based on one of Aesop's fables. This was told by the old Indian to Mickey and Mallory while they were tripping ***** on shrooms.
Aesop:"Did you not know that there is enmity and natural antipathy between your kind and mine? Did you not know that a serpent in the *****, a mouse in a bag and fire in a barn give their hosts an ill reward?"
Emma Mar 2016
The knife,
through my back,
right into my heart,
twisted the whole way around.
Was she worth it,
the girl you gave me up for?
jennifer ann Aug 2015
i was far too kind,
i was far too blind,
insignificant in your eyes,
and it didn't register at all
in my mind.

you're so pretentious and cold,
you think that you're so deep.
you say that i sold you out,
& that i'm just a brainwashed
sheep.

you're only compassionate
when it's convenient for you,
if anyone knows that, it's me.
just a selfish *****, a low life ****,
with a **** personality,
no integrity, or originality.


you will never be kurt cobain,
or layne staley..., sorry to crush your dreams....
but you're just another clone,
in a flannel jacket,  and ripped jeans...

you rant on and on
about what's right and wrong,
please give me a break,
and no, you're not edgar allen poe...
you're just a ******, with an over inflated ego...
you're so low, and fake.
Jellyfish Aug 2015
Maybe the majority of your malice march is fueled with fire;
fictionalized by myself. Simply because my greatest desire is
currently to avoid knowing that you long to hurt me. Dear, let
me tell you this; **I know everything.
maddie May 2015
Her tongue slid into your mouth,
you said you were thinking of me.
You grabbed her hips in obedience,
you said you were thinking of me.
She touched your hair, something that you love,
you said you were thinking of me.
She saw your birthmark, something that I love,
you said you were thinking of me.

"It was repulsive,"
you said you were thinking of me.
"I was hoping you'd show."

"Please stop crying."
"She isn't worth your tears."

But, my love, you are worth every tear I shed.
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