#oldfriend
i miss your pierced nose
and that camo cargo
your electric guitar
sparking with energy
your passion seemed immortal
undeviating from what's yours
still you drown in henessy
blame the ***** for war
i saw the light dim but didn't
bother to keep you here
you died before my eyes
due your trinkets and lies
don't pass me another beer
i'll stay with your vinyls
you lost yourself
before i lost you
did you even notice?
is this what life does
when you ask for luck out the bottle
instead from those next to you
dinner was fine
but we knew when i left
it was the last time
a loss without regret
Jan 13
Jan 13, 2026 at 5:57 AM UTC
Don't be shocked
I've known you since history!
Even a stranger knows you.
You are like water:
Simple, without superfluous colors, smells, or shapes!
💧
This is who you are.
Everyone recognizes you,
even without seeing you before.
Because you're indispensable—
the shape, the smell, and the color of life!
💧
You are not new,
You are water, hence not immemorial.
Cogent enough?!
Jan 31, 2025
Jan 31, 2025 at 6:36 AM UTC
there we sit, waiting
for your dad to pick us up
bus stop pavement
spilling our guts
just like we did
when we used to talk
secrets glistening on the pavement
i don't know you anymore
opening like a mouth
the sun is bright and hot
like a tongue or a ribcage
that i used to know the shape of
spit blood at me and
ask me for advice
let me read the sequel
let me back into your life
Sep 9, 2024
Sep 9, 2024 at 12:39 AM UTC
Out of fashion, out-dated
there's no help for it, so let me be
unattractive, rejected
because I show myself so conspicuously
and attract attention needlessly
That's how I'm seen. I am seen
and the whispering amuses me
although nobody talks to me
And you let me wait again
until the reception calls
that you are there
So I just sit here
looking out the window
I am used to it, there is nothing to see
at the back of the hotel
and it is getting dark
You always were impatient
My make-up took too long for you
and you sat angry in the car
but if I behaved exactly
the way you had conceived
you could really be sweet
Dec 8, 2022
Dec 8, 2022 at 3:38 AM UTC
Hidden behind nature,
hands form a wall against the fire.
May 27, 2022
May 27, 2022 at 6:33 PM UTC
she giggled
and she’s pretty
and she’s skinny
and she goes out with boys
and she’s fun
and she’s funny
and she’s great to be around
and she makes me sad
and she makes me mad
and she doesn’t acknowledge me
and she’s perfect
and i’m jealous
and she makes me wanna die
and i hate feeling this way
cause it feels wrong someway
but anyway
she’s pretty
and she’s skinny
and she’s a ghost
in the wrinkle of my brain
May 5, 2022
May 5, 2022 at 12:11 PM UTC
stop telling me that this is just a phase
stop telling me that you will change
stop telling me that you need me
stop telling me to stop overthinking
stop breaking my heart
stop crushing my trust
stop trying to change my mind
stop trying to include me when you know you don't want to
stop acting like its such a hassle to be my friend
stop acting like our relationship is the same
stop making me cry
stop making me jealous
stop giving me false hope
stop telling me that ill be fine
stop getting me stuff and saying "all fixed"
i don't even want that stuff
i want you to care
i want you to listen
i want you to love me again
i want you to break your habits
i want you to tell me that you're sorry
i want you to come to me crying saying that you messed up
i want you to promise me that you would never hurt me like this again
i want. i want. i want.
i never receive
but i stay because im not selfish
i stay because you were once worth it and i hope you can be again
i stay because you used to be my happiness
i stay in hopes that you can be again
i stay because i loved the person you were
sometimes i wonder why i stay
i ask myself why i put myself in so much pain
then i realize
i stay because i know you're going through so much right now
i stay because if i left you would break
if i left it would get worse
if i left you would be lost
and so i stay
not for me, but for you
Nov 6, 2020
Nov 6, 2020 at 8:19 PM UTC
We were young,
walking around
5th avenue
Two strung out
kids from the burbs
Sun glistening
off our glazed eyes
Driving around
in a piece of ****
with one door
smashed in
I remember your t-shirt
It said "Send me forget-me-nots"
I always gave
you **** for it
Sorry
1-27-20
Feb 1, 2020
Feb 1, 2020 at 12:20 PM UTC
i do not really understand
who you have become
why you have changed.
what used to seem so real, so clear
is gone.
talking to you is like
speaking through a
foggy
thick
translucent window
where the full picture is distorted
and i never know if you are fully understanding.
i don't want to lose what we have
but i don't know if you truly care
Jan 17, 2020
Jan 17, 2020 at 4:27 PM UTC
whenever i'm down
lost in the sound
of the voices in my head
wishing i was dead
you'd be my friend
someone once said
losing a true friend
hurts worse then losing a fake love
only now do i know what they meant
watching the sunrise
wishing i could just apologize
but you believe my heart is full of lies
tears fall down from my eyes
i'm sorry i hurt you;
i know not the smartest person person alive
i never thought our friendship would end
ever since i met you my life started to bend
but you soon became the popular trend
i wish you needed me
maybe then our friendship wouldn't be lost at sea
i loved you like I've never loved any other friend, you see
i would have given the world for you
isn't that what real friends do
when you left me i became so blue
the black hole of emptiness inside me grew
were never going to be friends again are we
i know its because of what you think of me
you filled my life with so much glee
i'm sorry you think our friendship wasn't meant to be
i'm sorry for all those things i said
i'm sorry that i want to be dead
i'm sorry for all those things i did
all those times i brought you down
all those time i made you frown
you turned my life upside down
i'm thankful i ever got to be your friend
i'm sorry that it had to end.
Nov 19, 2019
Nov 19, 2019 at 10:34 AM UTC
Late at night
We hide under covers
Our bodies joined as one
Moving to the soundtrack
Of our raging hearts
But this is like a band-aid
To you I don't exist
Until you're itching to take it off
Oct 19, 2019
Oct 19, 2019 at 9:41 AM UTC
You saw me
I saw you
You went up to see me
I smiled back too
You asked me how I’ve been
I said I’ve been great
Then your tears started to pour
You said you regretted everything..
You regretted pushing me away
When I kept on catching you
You regretted hurting me
When I was the one always saving you
You looked at me, crying
Shaking and looking scared
“I regretted losing you when you were the only one who genuinely cared”
Sep 18, 2019
Sep 18, 2019 at 10:22 AM UTC
Months ago we stayed up until 3 am talking.
Now I can't even say hey to you without having a mental breakdown .
Aug 5, 2019
Aug 5, 2019 at 4:10 PM UTC
I miss having you around
Because you took away my frown
Even though you’re the cause of it
You crush my soul and bring me to life all in the same conversation
My love, did you know that my sea parts for you?
That I took down all of my walls so you wouldn’t be afraid to come in?
That I stepped down from my throne of anxiety?
That you were the very one that shattered my golden crown of insecurities
Only to then gift me this crystal crown of doubt
That matches my tears
I weep silently and so subtly that you don’t even notice
And even if you did
You wouldn’t care.
Don’t tell me that you love me, I see your garden of lies and the other women that have come to stay in it.
But I’m too afraid to tell you
So I fake a smile as my kingdom is in ruins
Mar 12, 2019
Mar 12, 2019 at 9:30 PM UTC
Hello old friend
How I missed you in my absence
In the darkest time you were always there your matalic smile glinting in the dim light
I missed the slick way you dance across my skin
Gracefully gliding leaving a ribbon of beautiful crimson across your pale stage
I know your destructive nature but how I love to dance with death
Sinking into the void only to awake the next day with a little less will and a lifetime of pain
How I yearn to be held in his strong arms and dance slowly into oblivion because who would miss the girl with the pale blue eyes. Ask, dear friend and find no one ever cared to look past her glasses. If I never woke up again not a soul would miss me they would simply miss the smile I masked my pain with. They would miss my bubbly personality that has been adopted after years of acting like everything was fine. Plus if I die my writing will be here forever an eternal piece of my soul representing the realest part of me
My pain
So old friend the question stands
Shall we rekindle our fire? Or should I sleep and just feel a different kind of pain?
Nov 22, 2018
Nov 22, 2018 at 2:20 AM UTC
Dear Friend,
If you find your self passing by
And your not crunched for time
Please feel free to stop on by
And no matter how apart we move
Our past has worn a welcomed groove
Our lives have bowed but still not split
I'm sure we'll roll right into that fit
It's been too long since we shared some laughs
Keep me in mind if we just might cross paths
Aug 31, 2018
Aug 31, 2018 at 2:49 AM UTC
Mark A. Williams
SEPTEMBER 14, 1962 – JULY 23, 2018
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Wow Mark,
Was so, so saddened to hear this news. I haven't seen you in over ten years, but as kids, we had some amazing adventures, didn't we? Partying, camping and swimming at the Hudson lime pits. Mowing down on Pizza and pitchers of Pepsi (and as we grew up, BEER!) at Pizza Hut. (We knew the numbers to ALL the songs on that jukebox by heart!) Hanging out and looking at the stars through Budvido's telescope, listening to Doctor Demento. Laughing hysterically as we ran through Monty Python skits as everyone looked on in total puzzlement because THEY wouldn't discover them until YEARS later!
Building underground forts in the North Woods. You, Budvido, Zeke and I playing pinball at 7-11 for hours and hours. Watching Bands, chasing girls and playing Foosball or Pool at the Touch of Class Teen Club. You gave me my first Imported beer . . . a Lowenbrau. I will always owe my passion for those German beers to you and it was fitting that Budvido bestowed you with that moniker.
All through Jr. High, sharing a seat on the school bus. You, Matt, Tom, Buddy and I cruising around late night on our bikes for hours. Hanging around in the Jasmine Lakes sign with hijacked beer or getting free bags of Burgers from Burger Queen when they closed at night! Jousting with shopping carts on our bikes in the Winn-Dixie parking lot. Sitting up all night in Jimi's room after climbing in through the window or going on endless space cruises with him and Raymond in the Toyota.
(RIP Jimi Carlsen)
Sneaking into the nudest Colony and skinny dipping! Always cracking up at the school lunch table. Swimming in my pool and terrorizing my sister and her friends. (Allegedly) Trashing that crook Fast Eddie's produce stand after he refused to pay us for a full day of picking watermelons!
Good times, indeed . . . Some of my most precious memories.
I can only pray that you know that I wouldn't trade my youth or you in it for anything in the world and you will be sadly missed, Lowenbrau, my old friend.
I hope that where you are, your beers are ice cold and that you and Jimi aren't having to glue the Hookah back together.
Jeff Gaines
July 28, 2018
Aug 2, 2018
Aug 2, 2018 at 7:00 AM UTC
Hello my friend
How have you been
Don’t answer yet
But don't fret
See me and you debate
About everything to the date
I guess opposites do attract
And sometimes we lose contact
But you are always there
When the weather is fair
So we can go to the park
Until it turns dark
Then we go to your place
Like its our secret base
Those where the good days
Thinking of ways
To mess with madison
Laughing so much to hurt our abdomens
I miss the feeling
Of our hearts sealing
So how are you
And the crew
Do to miss it
The night where we talk and sit
Aug 21, 2017
Aug 21, 2017 at 9:43 PM UTC
Hourglass he holds
Engraved "TIME" on the woods
He walks, door to door
Without any odor
Unwanted
Yet
Tired
I welcome him.
Jul 25, 2017
Jul 25, 2017 at 6:39 AM UTC
I'm writing to you on the eve of glory
To tell you I had no choice but to let you go.
Your veins were poisoned by the act of savagery,
And you became a person I could never wish to know.
Your emerald eyes were all lit up,
Just like the cigarette that once calmed your stress.
Your hair was tied back by one single clip:
Messy, vintage-like, just as your dress.
I recall the first words you ever spoke to me:
They included, of course, Prince Charming's name.
And since you awoke one morning and stepped into reality,
You just simply have not been the same.
What was it that spiked you?
What broke inside your pure heart?
Was it there all along, just looming in the background?
Or have I been naive from the very start?
I based my dreams on the world that you had.
You were my motive to remain strong:
To hold on hoping that one day I could have it too.
Even a piece of me broke, when you proved yourself wrong.
And days have passed since I last thought of you.
Weeks too, since we've seen eye-to-eye.
Your heart turned cold and your mind went dark..
I just want to know why?
So Lady Cheyenne, if you're reading this, I ask you
To find yourself a mirror, and dare to look through:
Take a look at the person who is staring within the silver,
And I want you to acknowledge that she is not you.
Mar 31, 2017
Mar 31, 2017 at 8:40 AM UTC
We've been sad so long
that happiness scares us
We love to hate
We seek comfort in misery
We scream that the universe
does not want us happy
But we are glad
to be sad
Because joy is always so temporary
At least we can always count on misery
to be there
in the deepest corners
of our hearts.
-@IrisMaddenPoetry
Jan 22, 2017
Jan 22, 2017 at 6:53 PM UTC