A tale of friendship...


Best friends turned bitter enemies

These three poems I wrote when I was in high school (over 7 years ago). The
girl and I had a long friendship, full of ups and downs. At this particular
point in my life, I was very fragile. My feelings got hurt very easily, and
I was on the brink of taking my own life. To release some of the feelings,
I wrote these poems. Obviously, it helped or I wouldn't be here today.

On a side note, I never did show them to her.

Can't you see

Why in the world do I talk to you?
Ya don't listen anyways.
Why don't you grow up and learn
I am one of your friends.
I've been there more years than countable
Don't shove me off like the dirt you walk on
I don't deserve it
One of these days you'll learn,
When I won't be there for you.
You'll never get back what you gave up.
I've already given you a second chance
This third one is pushing it
Wisen up or it'll be gone too

Blind

You are my friend.
You are my foe.
You are my sister.
You are my evil
I do what you say
I do what you do
I do what you think
I do what you believe
This sherade is blind
The game is blind
It makes me blind
The world seems blind
I hear what you say,
You were my friend.
I see what you do,
You're still my foe.
I ignore what you think,
You killed my sister.
I killed what you believe,
You are all evil
Blind is my sherade
Blind is my game
Blind is my sight
Blind as the world

Rest in pieces

My final deed is done.
I understand now what it is
You murdered my heart,
Sent it to an early grave
All because I thought you were true.
I open my eyes for the last time,
Ready to do what is intended.
I raise my sword as you raise yours
But it's too late
We both fall
We both end as we both rest,
Then they come along and see us
All in pieces.

AEM - 1992

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