They say real friends

Will stab you in the front

Then why didn't I see this coming

Why didn't I notice what you're becoming?


Words cut so deep

Every single time

But when those words come from someone you love

That's when I start to come undone


Is it because we're supposed to be best friemds?

I'm not quite sure

But the last time I checked,

Love wasn't spelt H-U-R-T


And now you plead for forgiveness

Promise that you'd simply veered off track

But why would I risk hurt again?

You'll only stab me in the back

The End

2 comments about this poem Feed