"MEMORIES OF A DEPLETED FRIENDSHIP"
"FRIENDS THAT TOOK DIFFERENT ROADS"
This prose reflects upon two childhood friends who took different roads in life. They cannot communicate because they have grown apart with different lifestyles and different viewpoints on politics and life.
We walk through our lifetime,
On planet Earth
To walk
To run
For fun
Of rebirth
Of bonds of friends that intertwine
With our everyday smiles and laughter
Of new friendships formed as we capture
Photographs of play and nature and all things
Friends share experiences of human beings,
Of life and living each day
Along the way.
Here is every word that I say.
What happens when tears and heartache appear,
Among the two friends of a New Year,
As the two friends were young and free
As they grow up to be
Other people as careers?
Who will win?
The two friends took different life paths.
One girl goes to college to satisfy her thirsty curiosity to expand her mind
As she steps into the classroom of professors to combine
Knowledge and critical thinking skills
To process her lifetime of her will
To be free
To see
To build
A life of learning and writing
Of poetry, stories of fact or fiction of lives
Of characters dreaming and scheming
Or crying or despair
Seeming
To live each day
In the progressive way
Of slipping into the 21st century time
Of creating a stream of consciousness of rhythm and rhyme.
The other girl
Chose another path,
To travel
Of motorcycles and army and other avenues
Of life, laughter, destruction of venues
Of sporadic adventures as the girl walks into
The wild blue
Of what she chooses to do
The two friends lose touch,
But still think about each other so much,
Not realizing when they meet up as adults
They no longer have anything in common,
As the roads they chose were different as night and day
No reason,
No rhyme,
Just in time
They go their separate ways again,
As the two have nothing to say
To each other tomorrow or today.
So now they are old,
Remaining apart as the critical thinker says
Her old soul
of many lifetimes,
And the other remains bitter and jealous,
Of the critical thinker of writing and life
Of time and space, of the strife of life.
Being apart is smart,
As they are so not in tune with each other or
On the same page
As they have other friends now
To find out how
In time each count the actual number of faithful friends
On their one hand of five fingers of expression of when
They each discover people come into our lives,
To stay or teach a lesson,
And that one friend was there to care
At a certain point in time to bear
A burden of friendship then flies away.
So, I have learned that some friends go away,
Because they were there for that time in our lives
Then to walk a different life path of hope, despair, or strife
And to remember it is okay.
Bless the time
And move forward with rhythm, rhyme, and song of space and time,
To live
To love
To care
Or not to care,
But to know the universe sees
And the creator of our matrix
Sees us and is there,
As we walk this way
Today
I smile.
I say Life happens.
Perfection is so overrated.
So, we accept the adventures of different roads taken
Yesterday and today
As we awaken
To a new dawn
A sun
A star
A moon,
To you my long-ago friend of my childhood
No worries,
Take care,
Live,
Laugh,
Care,
Despair,
Hope,
And love and peace to you
In the matrix of time and theater of life
I choose life and creative endeavors of strife,
Turned into light energy,
Of the Earth
The stars, the moon
I will not see you soon,
As we can no longer communicate
About politics or life
As we are 180 degrees away from
Compromise or able to love.
You are my past friend.
And in the end
I am okay.
You are okay.
We were meant for childhood play.
I say goodbye today.
Peace out!
Written By
VICKI LAWANA TRUSSELLI
MARCH 14, 2024
About the Creator
Vicki Lawana Trusselli
I worked for the music and film industry in Los Angeles, California and Austin, Texas. I studied nursing, journalism, art, film, and computers in college. I am an empath, Virgo; Leo moon rising, born on the cusp of Libra. Peace Out!
Comments (4)
Eloquently expressed!!! Love this!!!💕❤️❤️
It is sad to drift so far apart that you can't talk anymore, though I have lost touch with some that I loved but not sure that they would want me to contact them today. Beautiful words
So true. Beautifully written.
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