Friendship

Good Friends

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Good Friends

 What do you want from a good friend?
What do you expect from a good friend?

A friend should always have your back.
A friend should stand by you and support you.

However, a good friend will support you,
They will also tell you when you are wrong. 

They call you out and give you advice, 
Even if it’s not what you want to hear.

Good friends should be treasured.
Good friends are hard to find.
Don’t be angry with them for telling you the truth.
Be thankful for they are the only ones who truly care.

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Support (A Poem About Supporting Others)

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 Support I give and rarely receive.
How is it the ones closest to you,
Are the ones who don’t support you?
Strangers give you praise and those you love
Wonder why they should.
Why can’t we praise people and support those we love?
Are we only there to support, when times are rough?
Why are those in your corner, not truly there for you?
When they have so much to give when your cards are down, 
But nothing when you achieve your goals.

I Was Wrong

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I Was Wrong

 I thought they were my friends.
I thought I was important.
I thought they would support me, 
But alas, I was wrong.
I cherished the memories,
I cherished our talks,
I cherished our friendship,
But alas, I was wrong to cherish these things.
In the end, it never mattered.
In the end, it is all gone.
In the end, I am alone.

To Keep a Promise

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To Keep a Promise 

 A promise is something sweet,
A caring gesture of friendship and love.
 
Sincere thoughts and a heartfelt vow,
A pledge of honor and faith.

When promises brake and friendships shattered,
You blackened your heart with lies.
 
How far do you go to recapture that trust?
What will you do to regain that love?
The vow and the faith you once had,
Why do you keep your promise when others do not?


Should you mend something that’s broken?
How do you fix the friendship all in ruins?
A trust that is a dilapidated mess?
How far will you go to keep a promise of a friendship long gone?

The darkness pours over my soul

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The darkness pours over my soul
As endless waves rush in.
The rising of the tide pulls me in further. 
Pulling my heart and filling it with dread. 

I found myself caught in the tide, while my body struggles to be free.
The darkness shrouds my existence, and soon I am gasping for air. 
The dark waters pull me down, filling my lungs with regret and despair.
I reach out trying to break the surface, but the darkness is always there. 

Pulling me back, pulling me down to the depths, I plummet. 
The pressure keeps me down, night after night, day after day,
I can’t see the light; the darkness is all I know.

Am I your friend?

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Am I Your Friend? 
Am I your friend?
Do you really care about me the way I care about you?
We use the term best friends, but is that just me?
But is that truly what I am to you?
 
Do I think more of you than you think of me?
When my usefulness is gone, will you also leave?
Why do these questions haunt me so?
 
I worry about the future, like an endless sea of doubt. 
Doubting myself and others, will I ever be happy.

Throw My Feelings in the Trash

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Throw My Feeling in the Trash!

Do my feelings not matter to you?
Do you think you can do what you want?
Screw me, because I don’t matter!
Throw my feelings in the trash and stomp all over them!
 
Did you even think to talk to me?
Did you think I wouldn’t care?
Did you even think of me?
 
I know you didn’t think of me!
I know no one does!
 
It’s better to not expect anything from anyone!
They always disappoint!
I expect too much from people and I am the one who gets hurt.
 
Did you even think to talk to me?
Did you think I wouldn’t care?
Did you even think of me?
 
Throw my feelings in the trash and stomp all over them!

Am I Your Friend

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 Am I your friend?
Do you really care about me the way I care about you?
We use the term best friends, but is that just me?
But is that truly what I am to you?
 
Do I think more of you than you think of me?
When my usefulness is gone, will you also leave?
Why do these questions haunt me so?
 
I worry about the future, like an endless sea of doubt. 
Doubting myself and others, will I ever be happy.

Deserve to be Happy

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Deserve to be Happy
Tears flow for freely
It's uncontrollable
I can’t stop the pain in my heart.

The world will never be
Sunny and cheerful again
If you are not part of it.
Darkness and gloom cover my existence.

As I gasp for air as I try to be calm.
But nothing calms me as I sit in the dark.
Why have I done the things I have done?
Why am I such a horrible person to hurt you so?

I don’t deserve to be happy.
I don’t deserve love.
But you, you deserve all of this and more.

Rebuild

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REBUILD
Tempers flared; our words hurt as
Our tongues lashed shameful insults
Faith destroyed as trust was broken
 
Others more important and the safety of a friendship
Tarnished by words
 
A poison of words hurt both
We licked our wounds
Bandaged ourselves up and went on with our lives
 
Were you feeling victorious after such a battle??
Did you hurt as I did?
Did it feel good to throw a friendship away?
Or perhaps it was not as important to you as it was to me?
 
Were you as lost and as broken as I?
Did you long to talk to me as I longed to talk to you?
 
How do we move on from this? Is there a way of getting back what we lost, or did we push all of that away?
Is there too much hurt and mistrust now?
 
Where is the friendship we had before?
Is the road back too difficult?
Covered with thorns and weeds of places long forgotten
 
Can we forge through and find our way back or become lost once again?
On the road to recovery.