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Izzy Daniels on Dec 25, 2008

A poem on how life’s friends sometimes end up enemies.

What do you do?

When Friendship goes bad

And your best friends

Become your worst enemies?

Smiles turn to smirks

Laughter turns to scorn

And the people that picked up life’s pieces

Now stand there only to rip them to shreds

My arms were once covered in kandi

That they soon ate as a snack

Mocking my purity

Till I swapped it with lust

Leading with my heart

Rather than my head

Bottom of the barrel

That’s where I hit

The crap shoot of life

And a pit full of quick sand

Continuingly trying

To DRAG, ME, BACK

Grabbing the stitches I’ve used

To patch the tares

Pulling them out

ONE…BY…ONE

My “friends” are now acquaintances

And acquaintances are

Now best friends

Life moves on

People change

I’m not looking back

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Comments (6)

Morgana on Dec 25, 2008
It must be hard losing people that were your best friends. But , like you say you life keeps moving, you meet others that would take that spot.
Myles ODonnell on Dec 26, 2008
this is cool, i’m glad to see poetry of this style out of you. tell me, what is the purpose of the spelling of “kandi” in that way?
Shawna on Dec 27, 2008
OMG this totally happened to me too!!!!!!!!!!!! such a good poem wayne i heart it lol
Christine Ramsay on Dec 27, 2008
A deep and thought provoking poem. I am so sorry that this has happened to you.

Christine
Jay Parker aka Saint on Dec 28, 2008
Wayne, I know what you are talking about. Most people experience it at one point or another. I think you are writing on a subject people can really relate to. Good job.
Debra. on Dec 28, 2008
Good for you, Wayne. Move on and don’t look back. This is something we all, at one time or another, have faced in our life.It takes a very mature person to count your blessings and move on.

An enlightening poem.

Hi there!