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I lost something, it wasnt fun.
I lost belief on someone, that i even looked up to.
He was talking about rigth and wrongs, and other simillar things.
I listened, i nodded and i participated.
Suddenly one day, he did something horrible.
First he turned into ice, then he melted.
under the ice he showed me something he said earlier was wrong, on of the most horrofying things you could do.
he was a fully blossomed flower, he was very admirable.
Until he stopped looking after his own kind, he got fixated by a flower bud.
I never liked that flower bud, if i could i would crush it between my finger tip and my thumb.
think so easy if it was just a flower bud, and a flower?
But as in reality it isnt that easy, i had to take farewell.
Take farewell from someone that was giving me peace someone that even made me think of him as my brother.
He made me eat when I tried to kill myself by starvation, he was there.
He helped me when i always was arguing and figthing with my sister, he was there.
He helped me too forget about bad stuff, he was always there.
Always, untill now.
When he chosed a path i never will follow.
I lost something, it wasnt fun.
i lost belief on someone, that i even looked up to.
I called him brother, i even stood by him.
In my memories he will be the same, but now i will try to change those memorys.
Try to change them into a fairytale, and forget about him as any other fantasy thats gets born.
Farewell Brother, Farewell Friend.
You choosed a path that i will never go.
Flower you will loose youre petals, and soon crumble.
while the Bud will grow, and also forget about you.
Farewell, Brother....
Farewell Friend....
Ill never let you come near me again!
- Title: Belief
- Artist: Zolah
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Description:
Poetry about a friend i had, who was my best friend. I ended our relationship when he took liking in a girl ( ***** ). by posting this i kinda show that im over it and ready to move on, before i was too embarrased to show this in public but now I feel the time is rigth.
Note: Grammar errors may occur due english is my 2nd language - Date: 09/19/2008
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Comments (3 Comments)
- Zolah - 09/20/2008
- No worries, and im over it. I mean i have a completly new set of friends and everything. when this happened i was maybe... hmm 16-17? thats bout 6 years ago. before i was scared that he would read it and perhaps do something towards me ( some people thougth even he could get voilent) Thanks for the comment thou!
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- A-Aerolyn - 09/19/2008
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It was a nice poem..
But, please don't take me as horrid for saying this, but if you were over it I don't believe you'd have posted this.
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- Gogetta Telstel - 09/19/2008
- great poem powerful 5
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