There once was a friendship

A friendship that grew strong

One that was durable and could survive all that went wrong

The people in this friendship loved each other

through blood, tears, and depression

They stood by each others sides through

Spite, anger,and loss of affection

They fought for each others beliefs

Held each other when one felt weak

Trusted one another with everything

But eventually the day came

When their friendship wasn't the same

And they ran

Having each other to blame

For the once proud friendships decay

There once was a girl who yearned for what was lost

She wanted her friendship no matter the cost

So she gave up her pride

With a plead and a cry

She waited patiently for old friend to oblige

But to her surprise her friend still insisted she had lied

On the outside she shrugged and said at least I tried

But on the inside she knew the pain would not subside

That the friendship would be broken even after the day she died

As I lay in the bedroom,
My own personal confinement'
in which I oh so willingly created for myself,
I feel myself on fire,
My hands shaking out of utter frustration,
fighting every tear welling up in my eyes with all that I have left of my sense of mind,
But for what reason?
to be strong,
to reassure myself,
I ask myself what use is it to be strong if your utterly alone,
With no one to care weather your strong or not,
So I let go,
but just for a moment,
I allow myself to remember the pain,
the memories I locked away,
hoping someday they would cease to exist,
The troubling feelings that twist my heart and bring me to my knee's
letting out slow puffs of breath I calm my emotions,
wipe the water from my eye's ,
clear the tortured expression that once lay on my face,
I leave the moment and enter back into the world I made myself believe in,
I pretend to be strong.

Thought I'd crawl into bed
with my bottle of whiskey,
but it just doesn't keep me
as warm as you did.