I never knew that friendships would become battles,
How close connections can blow up in your face,
Leaving your body and your soul scarred and maimed.
Memories are mines buried deep beneath the surface of your brain,
Exploding when an emotion treads heavily upon it,
Painful,
Upsetting,
Numbing.

It seems that they can be destroyed just as quickly as they are built,
As each brick is stacked
Another two are torn down.

There are dark sides to friendship,
They convey their kindness and trust
But beneath the surface there are tremors
Growing into earthquakes,
Transformed into chaos.

I feel trapped under the rubble they have thrown on me,
**And they have left me to die.