Friendship,
Sounds like a nice word.
It’s really nice when it works.
wish this was easy, but
everything is better on paper.
I try to let friendships sail,
something happeneds and my cannons shoot.
The other ship shoots back.
We try to patch up the wolves, but we keep firing
And
The water keeps rising.
We sink.
I swim to shore, get a new ship,
And it happens again.
I find one.
We don’t fire.
We drop anchor and in the middle of the dark night,
we drift apart.
The ropes snapped.
I find a Iron ship.
I fire.
Nothing happened.
I fire again, and again.
After enough the ship slowly starts to sink.
It fries back for the first time.
It hits, I start sinking.
My ship still floats but lower.
During this I find a Gold ship.
It’s pretty we stick together.
It fires, and fires a again.
Now I fire, I sink.
I start to swim, the water keeps me afloat.
She pulls me onto the gold ship.
She pushes me off,
the water keeps me afloat.
He pulls me onto the iron ship.
He pushes me off,
the water keeps me afloat.
It’s a circle.
And everytime, I try to swim back I get pulled aboard.
Through it all,
the water keeps me afloat.

It hurts so much to lose someone.
Hot, sharpen knife stabs you right to the chest. It freezes your muscles, burns your breath. Alone, paralyzed, scared.

You don't eat for days, don't sleep for a while. You fade away like a ghost without flame. Pieces of your broken heart turned into ash and left empty hole without any hope.

What was the thing that kept you alive? Nothing stays the same, everything changes. People leave you, the world, things are temporary like the rainbow after rain.

You are here just for the most painful second. And then you will be gone too.
When you can't move nor breath, tears are falling from your eyes, your soul is tearing apart, you're looking right to the eyes of devil.

His smile promises lovely end.
For the moment, it's the best idea.
You close your eyes, whisper weak request as your body falls apart, lying on the ground.

It hurts so much to lose everything.
It breaks you more and more
day after day.
You are left empty, with knowing...

... That you will never be good enough.