We were friends
Once, so long ago
He and I
Now things are different
When we were young
We’d play all day
Without a care in the world
Side by side
We were inseparable
He much younger
I much older
He looked up to me…
He looked up to me
Looked to me to be his guide
And I did guide him
For a while
Years went by
Things changed
I found new friends
He did not
We drifted apart
I was glad
Glad to have moved on
Glad to be rid of him
“He never gives me a moment’s peace!”
“He’s always pestering me!”
“I can’t hang out with him all the time!”
“He’s not my only friend.”
But I was his.
And I abandoned him.
I hurt him
I destroyed him
Now he has new friends
Bad friends
Dangerous friends
And he wants to die
He lost his way
And he looked to me to guide
And I was no longer there
He found new guides
In desperation
In my absence
And these guides destroyed him
I failed him
I failed my friend
Now he’s not my friend
My friend is dead
Because I killed him
Because I abandoned him
My friend. My friend.
I killed my friend
My friend who was always there for me
Was once my only friend
We were friends
Once, so long ago…
I am the worst human being in the entire universe. Just thought I should warn you all.
Goodnight.


2 Comments:
Tim you are not the worst being in the universe.
You don't fill up an elevator when you don't need it when a perfectly unable girl with a crutch is standing right there because she couldn't move fast enough.
Nto that I'm bitter or anything...
-Kate
i like your poem, even though it's very sad.
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