Ballad of Broken Friendships
I've burnt so many bridges
with an empty box of matches.
Friendships fall to waysides,
and I watch it while it happens.
Distant conversations;
Eyes no longer fastened
on the times when all we knew
were echoes of our laughter.
The flames of time have blazened.
They've left me charred and blackened.
The bonds between us, once so tight,
have since been frayed and slackened.
My days have become so lonely.
I feel they're quickly passing.
Yet, slowly am I moving
while depression is amassing.
So my friend, this is my sorry.
I'm wayward from my pathway.
Just know I'm here, and always am,
if you're willing to meet halfway.
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