I always thought that you were a friend,
An ally I could cherish and trust.
But now I know your flaws never bend,
They batter my joy to dust.
You haunt my life with tales and lies,
I grow sick and tired of life.
You sought to break all our ties,
Your words hurt more than a knife.
You value others more than me,
Despite all that I have done.
Whenever you needed someone to see,
I was always the only one.
I know it isn’t just your fault,
You had a problem with my attitude.
But progress in life I cannot halt,
Even for those with no gratitude.
You stole my soul and in that hole,
I feel alone and lost.
I remember the times when my only goal,
Was to help you at any cost.
I would close my eyes and fall asleep,
And all I saw was you.
But my bones are dry and my wounds are deep,
I know yours are too.
You call me evil, say I am wrong,
But stop and think of the past.
Do you not like this one sad song,
That I wrote for you at last?

6 comments:
started with ur very own suicide notes i see :)
haha talk about irony man!
u know man...sometimes i just so wish we didnt come this far...i wish i was still in INTI.
I can whole heartedly second that. The complications that have sprung up since then suck big time.
Nice poem... full feel...
thanks madrasi. who are you by the way, do I know you?
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