Falling Victim To Looks Of Disgust

My tears pour over photographs of the past;
Memories that I now wish would fade fast;
Encrypted deep within my dark mind;
The thoughts I am attempting to pen down;
Tears smudge the paper's black wounds running, oh Wow!
My pain's noticeable in the inked words;

Fingers clench the tool of my expression;
Shaking violently due to agitation;
Grinding my teeth, wishing to scream out aloud;
Must regain control of my inner self;
Before I fall victim to my mental health;
And become another casualty to depression;

I chose to believe that there's no use running;
Cause yourself is all you'll end up loathing;
I don't care about anything but the truth;
Yet you stare at me with total disgust;
I feel the truth will set you free, it must;
That look burns in my mind, there is no escape;

Author's Note

This is in relation to a Best Mate who has turned his back on me.

Reviews

[Michael G.]

I always felt true friends, close friends, was a lot like family in many ways. There sometimes just a lot of "stuff" that can get in the way of the relationships. When you can work through that "stuff," that's what makes them worthwhile to have.

Another good piece, sir.

[Krisen Lison]

This is really well written, i enjoy the flow of it. I know the feeling of losing someone close for what seems like almost no reason. Beautiful Poem.

[SlightlyOdd]

This is a very emotional poem and shows how much or friends influence us i think you did a wonderful job