I once had this friend,
He would follow me every where I go
And reminded me
About what he saw in me,
Everything he thought about
Me.
Bad thoughts,
Good thoughts,
Mostly bad thoughts...
And he would taunt me
all day and all night.

One day, he left.
And once he left,
His echoes of words each
Left scars on my arms.
His slowly disappearing shadow,
Left me and my slowly disappearing life.
His gradually decreasing scratchy footsteps,
Left me nothing to hold onto,
Shook me down to nothing,
Where I stopped feeling,
And became oh so numb...
I fell.
And I haven't been able to get back up ever since.

Thanks a lot friend.