• Bittersweet Friendship
    "Laughing at your lies," he said in answer to my questioning expression.
    Listen to your cries, I thought as I brooded in my descretion.

    Joy is but a fairytale - that's something that I know.
    But emotions are a danger; and one which I cannot show.

    I smile as he passes
    such bittersweet friendship...
    If only it could be more
    I try, but still I trip...

    However, my own cousin did
    Accuse me of a crime
    Turning on me all I once held dear
    In a small amount of time

    I hid among the roses, for to show my face - I can't...
    But I arrive just in time to hear his seething rant.

    "I hate her!" he yelled in agony.
    "She's not the girl I knew!
    She desrves only to suffer."
    And then I just withdrew.

    A twig snapped and then he turned on me
    His eyes were full of hate
    He lashed out - I had no time to respond
    I felt a pain to which nothing could relate

    I smiled as he slapped me
    ending our bittersweet friendship...
    I couldn't move - my heart had died
    And I awaited the next whip

    I crumpled to the ground
    clutching my burning face
    "You hate me now..." I said silently,
    then fled at an alarming pace.

    I didn't look back, I couldn't again, for the pain was much too great.
    I knew what had happened - and what he thought, but could not accept my fate.

    I ran to the place behind the falls that he and I once shared...
    From the shelf I grabbed a knife and knew he never cared

    More pain as blood drippped from my finger tips
    I knew that this was all
    The end was near and outside I hear
    The usual evening squall

    I smiled as the blood oozed
    Poor bittersweet friendship
    I heard him scream but could not see...
    My life began to slip

    It's been four years but the pain hasn't eased
    Though him I mean to save
    Protection is the thing he needs -
    A thing he always gave

    Now I see he DID love me
    Oh what a fool I've been.
    That was the key - Now I am free
    But now he must begin
    to get over his grief and find relief in his newfound love
    She was a thief, but her belief
    brought her to rise above...

    I smile though I'm invisible-
    this bittersweet friendship-
    I now see through his queer disguise
    But his heart I still try to grip.