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i remember it being on a thursday
because i knew they had wanted
shame to find me on a friday,
at least that is how i remember it.
silence has a way of reaching out and letting me down
their eyes tell, something is coming
something worse than the let down
loneliness.
i cried as she watched through the window
they told me they could do without me
or my friendship
the world had left me for dead
all my friends turned
biting me,
sending me to the bottom
until i found my way,
carrying myself on my own shoulders.
i’m tired of this game;
snakes and ladders
poet's notes ~ stream of consciousness behind the poem
i don't remember much about this day other than in elementary school my closest friends told me they didn't want to be my friend anymore. crazy how times like these stay with you forever. i'm no longer angry but it's something i'll never forget. the worst part was that the following day it felt like i had been exiled, i was back at square one. all eyes were on me. i think that's why i'm always searching...what was wrong with me? will i ever find out?
About the Creator
venice
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based in toronto
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I've been through the same exact thing! I too am no longer angry but the memory will always stay with me. Loved your poem so much!
Good work!!!