Anashe Bartonia Poet Free verse

Best Friend

She said that we were drifting apart.
But I feel that we were close from the start
My heart was torn out from deep within
She said I had changed from what I had been

I didn’t know what to say
We used to talk every day.
Now that things had changed
I felt that I had gone deranged

Dear friend, the one who was the best
Why have you left me alone with the rest?

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Gordon Mcconnell June 1, 2014 at 10:40 AM really good piece this, nice flow with good rhyme showing truth straight from the heart. well done

Jerry Bolton May 31, 2014 at 8:33 PM Gut-wrenching poetry my friend. You have described so vividly the changes which take place after an intimate love gone bad. Sometimes one or both lovers realize after a while that who they thought they loved had other issues which they hadn't know about early on and that they didn't like. Sympathy coming your way. Love can hurt.

Ashley Gleason May 29, 2014 at 8:13 PM Beautiful and sad Mazz

John Pen May 29, 2014 at 7:45 AM Congrats for being featured. I hope you find yourself a new friend

Ana Espinola Collins May 27, 2014 at 8:29 PM Sad poem but nicely written....friends come and go... You'll find a new one friend or maybe the old one again :) Ana

Scott Thirtyseven May 27, 2014 at 5:03 PM Love that last line.

Pandita Sietesantos May 27, 2014 at 7:55 AM Great write - congratulations on being featured this week!

Diane Christian May 27, 2014 at 7:19 AM lovely poem, friends do drift apart one reason or another, but if its a true love kind of best friend it hurts more,

Pace Ink-U-Script May 17, 2012 at 8:44 AM Lovely poem here!! Welcome to poetry soup!!

David Williams May 17, 2012 at 6:25 AM Anashe I lke it..David

Brandy Parker May 16, 2012 at 11:55 PM Nice beginning to your poem. But it left me wanting more. What kind of deranged feelings did this separation cause? In the end, how did this relationship effect you? Adding more in depth detail will draw us in more.