bitterness

  friday used to be different
  somehow it still is...

  i had something to search for
  and nothing left to lose...

  i had ignorance
  i had happiness
  friends...

  yet... somehow, they all disappear...
  one by one... they all fade

  who was that kid that used to have my back?!
  who showed me the heights of my spirit?!
  helped me realize my fate....?

  he isn't the same kid i knew...
  who didn't care-

  like lost souls
  i feel abandoned by those
  who were there to support me
  momentarily with wisdom...
  only to stab themselves with the same vice.

  it seldom makes sense,
  and it never comes correct...
  this loneliness is like a disease
  it spreads throughout my body,
  until i feel it in every pore of my self

  contageous am i...
  not to be touched...

  this is not pain...
  because i no longer suffer for their decisions

  this will not be agony

  and i will not pity them...

  life is, without hesitation, the greatest story ever told,
  this i believe...
  wisdom is just discovering those words

  yet... without knowing
  i never would of ever discovered
  that great light
  i hid within...

  this i forever will love him for
  even if fate makes us
  bitter-


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