HealingA Poem by EmyBowWritten the week after my best friend took her life.Every word she ever spoke all rang untrue. When the sky fell, there was nothing I could do. She had a smile that deceived all that I knew. When the sky fell, I fell too. You used to feed me each lie about true happiness, Hiding behind a sweet face and your false shyness. My skin burned for you as the crimson began to flow. Taking everything I thought I could know. You once told me we were one in the same, But now I feel disgusted and sick at the thought of your name. I tried to see past your disguise and believed that I knew, That scared little girl I believed to be you. But you were never truly lost. You knew what you would do no matter the cost. So where are you now? Are you sitting in the clouds? You’re cold heart filled with regret? Knowing you, you don’t even care I bet. For someone I thought I knew for so long, You’ve proved I never knew you at all. The girl I knew kept every promise. She could never even dream to leave me like this. You left me alone in this broken and dark world. Left me a cold, miserable, scared lost girl. Did you think of me when the razor hit your wrist? Did you ever once think that this was it? I can’t see your picture, can barely say your name. I’ve been angry and hated you, but never felt so ashamed. Despite what you’ve done, you’ve always been my friend. It’s a friendship I wish never had to end. I hate you so much but love you still. I still hope to wake to find this was never real. That you’re still around, That your body isn’t buried in this ground. I’ll always love you in part of my heart, But can not deny that you’ve torn me apart. I’ll begin again when I find a place to start. I just need time to heal this broken heart. © 2016 EmyBow |
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1 Review Added on January 16, 2016 Last Updated on January 16, 2016 AuthorEmyBowNYAboutI've been writing since I was 5 years old. I have well over 100 journals and have kept everyone of them. I write everything from short stories, poetry and diary entries. Though mostly dark, some of my.. more..Writing
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