»
Archives
»
Teen Poetry #8
»
Truth Hurts
| Teen Poetry #8 |
|
Truth Hurts |
|
|
Just.Another.Falling.Star Member
since 2008-05-08
Posts 422Canada 
|
A poem i wrote today about a former friend. I've always wondered, why you ended up this way. You had good influences, And friends to help you through. All the childhood memories of birthday parties and thunderstorm tenting nights. Why couldn't you see that you were my best friend? And now as all your heartless boyfriends come passing through, I feel I don't know who you were... or who you've come to be. Why can't you just act your age? And have some fun without all those guys? I miss the old you, the one who listened to what I had to say. So stop harassing me... for telling the truth and being honest. You and your guard can yell and scream and fight all you want, but please just think about what I said... and for once in your life, take it seriously. So this poem I just wrote out of furry, sadness, anger, and happiness. Tell me what you think so I know what to do with this. ~*Julianna*~ |
||
| © Copyright 2008 Julianna - All Rights Reserved | |||
|
Assassin_of_Verse Member
since 2007-10-23
Posts 330that So Cal |
"thunderstorm tenting nights" Wow... This poem jumped out at me. I don't know what it's like to lose a friend the way you've described, but I have lost friends before... How long were you two friends? Hope your friend reconciles with you. There is power in the pen. |
||
|
Just.Another.Falling.Star Member
since 2008-05-08
Posts 422Canada |
she was my best friend for, well, what i thought 3 years...but in her opinion more like 1 1/2. so it sucked that i was being lied to for such a long time. thanks for the reply though, andrew. this poem ehlped me vent.*breathes in...breathes out...* ~*Julianna*~ |
||
|
|
⇧ top of page ⇧ |
|
| All times are ET (US). All dates are in Year-Month-Day format. | ||
