Twisted

When my friend made promises that he couldn't and didn't keep, it hurt. It's close to impossible to describe the true pain of a broken bond, a piece that you want to heal and try to fix, but that's just too difficult to repair. I wrote a poem about it years ago, and now, fully recovered having finally made enough new friends and stronger bonds, I am able to face it and publish my feelings without embarrassment and tears. After almost 15 months of confusion, sobs, and crazy and dramatic middle schoolers, I have learned not only that life's most valuable lessons hurt pretty badly, but that friendship is a gift to never be doubted. Nature has its ways, and everything has a purpose and a destiny. Our paths will twist with others, but we need to be able to trust that we will get on without people at times. True friendship might get hidden, but will always be there, no matter how much life's pain seems to cancel it out. They'll never forget you, and will always eventually come back.

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6. Part Six

The clouds of
Tonight's storms
Reminded me
Though I had all but
Forgotten the
Turmoil in my spirit

Twisting and gray
And blue
Fluffy yet jagged
Shifting
Without end

Loud and obvious
And still,
Quiet and deadly
Attacking through
Startled confusion

It's your fault,
But you wouldn't
Understand

Not at all

I hope you begin
To see
That I
Can't imagine
Losing you
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