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poetic mf Nov 7
what a wonderful friendship!
i thought to myself
i was only more than a babe when i met him
he was kind
he was funny
he was fun to play with
and he was my first
'friend'
as we grew older
i turned five
we started to talk
i remember our first conversation
we talked about dinosaurs
and i thought
what a wonderful
'friend'
and then i made new
'friends'
but they didnt last long
it wasnt long before
they found someone new
and left me to play
in the morning dew
wow
those are some wonderful
'friends'
and then we turned ten
he was still with me
through it all
through my hardships
through my pain
through my sadness
wow
what a wonderful
'friend'
and here we are today
i can see him as i am writing this poem
his first girlfriend
i cannot express how happy i am
for him
and he
is a true
friend.
there is one person i utterly and completely trust in this world. we met at 3 months in some 'baby class' or whatever
now i have known him for almost 13 years, and he has never let me down. i love you, gare bear.
Do these lovely grounds permit me
Of my present presence, like thistle
Be unwanted and undaunted

Taken greatly in arbored orchard
May my refuge grow demure
Taken often by lapping banks
May my breath grow slow and slight

By those tentacline roots
Those heightened and lengthy articles
May that shade and slanted sallow
Blanket lightly my discomfort

Ne’er is there such wondrous sedation
Then this lilting life, by waterside
And no bile ink nor vitriol
May ever dissipate this lovely truth

If you are a demon
then send me to Hell
If you are a witch
then take me with your spell

If you are a drug
Then in my vein inject
If you’re a psychosis
Let my life be wrecked

If choosing to stay
Then a price must be paid
Sign a contract in blood
I'm forever your slave

You're heartless and cold
The Devil, you might be
Yours to torture forever
Just don't ever leave
To the deepest of pits
You just take me and throw
From the world I am absent
So far down below
Other people prefer
To Hell travel than know
But for me I'd give all
Please just don't ever go

Thank you CJ for your poetic comment that inspired me to write this additional epilogue  =^)

Written: June 14, 2018
[epilogue written: April 25, 2019]

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[Amphibrachic Hexameter format]
Nestoria LR Apr 2016
write about how love has changed your life
little sayings about happiness

but did anyone see the knife?
as you proceeded to undress

"i only care for the dopamine"
you said

is that why you carved your name in her back,
why she never knew the dread?
*"it was all in your head"
this is kinda rage writing honestly..
it may seem like this is a break up poem.. but no, this is not a break up poem
its more of a i-wish-they-would-break-up poem.
and no it isnt romantic envy, i just genuinely am put off my seeing these people together and idk i hate one of them for other reasons but yeah its not okay to dwell on that kinda **** but HAH ******* HERES A POEM ABOUT ME DWELLING ON IT
gravygod Sep 2015
worth is not in my vocabulary,
I am without it.
there is no worth around me,
no value or importance.
leaving myself to believe
that worth is just a construct.
I will not focus on it,
for I am utterly useless.
holding on to anything
that will get me through the day,
nothing that contains worth.
there is no point in the world,
yet I am still searching for it.

— The End —