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Mar 2020
i find a friend

and once again

i trip and then im lost

he waits for me and makes me tea

the next day out im tossed

she loved me dearly, heart and soul

but messed up was her mind

so once again im stuck in bed

no friends for me to find

he never understood my moods

but his eyes saw in so deep

i felt connection every day

but he was a friend i couldn't keep

next one was tall and boss of all

but she always kept me safe

all day long she'd yell and yawn

so i couldn't hold the pace

last one was very special

we both had shared a dream

hard to handle, much to bear

tearing at the seam

i have this terrible habit

i really need to break

trusting people with your heart

is more than it can take
looked through my pictures today... not one of the people who are in my favorite memories still care about me or can still be called "friend"

that was a harsh reminder... you never know what you have till its gone
Ivy Davenport
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