Words Matter

And maybe in the end,

You were never a true friend. 

All the questions that you ask, 

So in your own glory, you could bask.

And never did you stop, to see the pain you inflicted, 

The strength in the words you used, a great treasure you were gifted.

But underestimated often, the power you did hold, 

I lost a vital friend that day, who could not help but be too bold.

Author's Note

Thanks for reading :)

Also the text I had to enter to publish this was "cockbird"?? Shocked me a little I wont lie