When the Cracks Spread

Of friendship and love broken.

Sometimes you meet someone

It all seems to make sense

Time goes by

You laugh, you cry

You fight, you make up

Time goes by and the bond grows

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger

And nothing kills this bond

If there's one thing you can count on it's your friend

That's how it feels

Up in the skies, soaring high

Once you trust blindly in the strength of a bond

Trusting another person fully

It's a long free fall to the ground

And you can only hope they'll catch you

Once they fail you the cracks are there

In the mirror that is your bond

And yet friendship endures

You try and patch up the cracks

The next time you're on the edge

Do you hesitate to jump?

Do you trust they'll catch you this time?

The next time they fall from the skies

Do you give it your all to catch them?

Or does the memory of betrayal make you think twice?

And for every fall the cracks grow and spread

The reflection of your friend becomes twisted

One day the words in the mirror spell "Enemy"

And you wonder;

When did it all go wrong?

When did we pass the point of no return?

Reviews

[Najam Us Saher]

This poem is very thoughtful. I like the questions you've asked. It is so true and relatable.

[Minjoph]

Thank you! It's nice to know others can relate.

[Najam Us Saher]

You're welcome