The rising fool

I am the fool yet I pity you,for you are down there and I am up here among the clouds and the nice warm air.
You see your harsh words and lack of respect got me thinking that there could be less of the bitter truth and dangerous tone of you voice because we used to be friends and that was our choice.
But now we've grown, it's not been together with my emotions astew I'm left in the cold;discarded not cared for, invisible I'm disregarded.
Yet I stay strong as so many have said,not give up the fight for a piece of me is already dead.
The best of you is something I used to spite,it wasn't success it was a fire alight. You see I've grown too and what you see now is indifference for I've become thankful to those who are not you, I've learnt to forgive,remember not forget and appreciate your temporary effects.

Reviews

[Karmee]

such an emotional read, I enjoyed this write. Makes one ponder