My friends


Being with them i thought
I was quite happy alot
Instead my soul was getting rot
I was nothing but a shadow
Disappering with sun
Setting in the meadow
I was just fine through out
Now i wanna cry out loud
What i was going through
They could never know
Its better to just let them grow
Breathing this toxic air
Do you think it is fair
I have no friends
They are all players
And even
My oxygen is pure no more
Im suffocated lying dying on floor
Still recovering but i hope
I am in misery and i will cope
Its hard to tell myself
That they are gone
Remember life keeps going on

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