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If We Were Ever Friends

Nauseating thoughts about noxious, and demeaning words that smell worse than stinking socks on sweaty feet , replay in my head making me feel so small . They swell in my mind , twisting my stomach, urging me to throw up poisonous venom of false accusations ,you've pumped into my blood stream. But I know then , that after I regurgitate , this migraine you've caused will be gone, I will be relieved. I will celebrate the accomplishment of living without ever thinking of your existence again. This time there'll be no effort to repair nor would I feel the need to defend myself for things I didn't do. This time I make no wrong decisions. No , I will not be coming back to your illusional lies'parasites. No, I will not cling to memories of better times , and inseparable moments, of sugar coated sweetness and diabetic aftermath. My subconscious will memorise , but only the final act of your dramatic moods. Our friendship is at permanent loss But , I won't waste precious time scattering its ashes nor mourning its death. No there 'll be no regret . I will walk away from you , from all We ever had , I'll let new arms embrace me , and steal me from our past. This is a revised poem . A big thankyou to all of those who helped me with their suggestions.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 2/16/2016 9:32:00 AM
great quality with wonderful fitting of words and lines. The grace from this page is worth more than a 7. Visiting your pages always come with meeting my expectations and with this I say "Keep on writing please".. So so incredible.
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Date: 2/12/2016 8:43:00 PM
You have tackled a difficult topic, great poem Charmaine!
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Date: 2/8/2016 8:59:00 PM
A find good riddance as any, I'd say. Your words pack a punch aimed straight at the heart. And you did a wonderful job at hiding the rhymes. I am happy you were able to move on from this difficult time in your life. Powerful write. Thanks for your visit ... it's been awhile since I've been on the Soup!
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Date: 1/27/2016 3:03:00 PM
This is a great poem! So full of imagery, wonderful meter, and very energetic! Made me very emotional! Great prose! ~ Phillip
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Date: 1/13/2016 10:12:00 AM
WOW! Charmaine!!! This is good. I especially liked the last five words! That last line holds me in there. Also, diabetic aftermath? Yowser! Sorry about what led to the poem, but glad the poem was written.
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Date: 1/5/2016 1:57:00 PM
My dear this is very beautiful and remarkable poem my friend , I've enjoyed every little word....Happy 2016 and hugs / / :) dalia
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Date: 1/5/2016 10:54:00 AM
This is very expressive of such hurt caused by betrayal of a deeply cherished friend. Very well written, Charmaine. PS. Late maybe but I wish to thank you for the bday greet at SKAT's blog. I'm slowly working my way to dropping a visit to those who did. Wishing you the best this 2016. Kim
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Date: 1/5/2016 3:12:00 AM
HI Charmaine, tremendous outpouring of magnetic lines here accompanied by heavy descriptive words and message.. =`) In behalf of JAmes, I thank you... Have a Happy year! smiles, Olive Eloisa =`)
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Date: 1/4/2016 2:44:00 PM
I'm glad this is an old hurt. And so glad you have learned not to absorb the hurters 'dis-ease' Continue being the caring person you are do not let the behavior of others change the self you wish to be. Light & Love Ma
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Date: 1/3/2016 7:09:00 PM
i love it charaine.happy 2016
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Charmaine Chircop
Date: 1/4/2016 4:40:00 AM
Happy 2016..and thanks for stopping by: )
Date: 1/3/2016 5:36:00 PM
I don't know what...but the words taste like a pump of blaring blazing anger....
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Charmaine Chircop
Date: 1/4/2016 3:58:00 AM
Its not anger..Its a pump of blaring pain caused by hurtful words.Tnks for reading.
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Charmaine Chircop
Date: 1/4/2016 3:51:00 AM
Its not anger..Its a pump of blaring pain caused by hurtful words.Tnks for reading.
Date: 1/3/2016 3:56:00 PM
Wow, Charmaine. This is so different. I agree with what Paul says....it borders on Slam poetry. You have really expressed yourself well. I read the blog up when you had this going. I wanted to comment, but....I would be going against the flow...I like signature...YOU. I like the centering....I've wanted to forever but don't know how. Suggestions are all nice and good...but you rock as you are. Just my opinion. Hugs, sweetie. Love you...you know that.
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Charmaine Chircop
Date: 1/4/2016 4:35:00 AM
Thanks so much ,you are ever so kind sweet Eileen.
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Tim Smith
Date: 1/3/2016 4:02:00 PM
I agree
Date: 1/3/2016 2:33:00 PM
This is a strong and powerful poem that branches into the realm of slams. We find ourselves siding with you against the abusive baddie; goodbye to bad rubbish, and with a fresh will move on to better things in life, especially where love is concerned. Out of dirt a rose blooms! This merits a 7 and a fav! ~ Regards // paul
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Charmaine Chircop
Date: 1/4/2016 4:38:00 AM
You got the message of my poem,I am happy for that,and even happier for the fave : ),thanks.
Date: 1/3/2016 2:07:00 PM
You finally put it up...hope those feelings have gone with the new year...hugs Tim
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Charmaine Chircop
Date: 1/4/2016 4:37:00 AM
They ve been gone right after I've written the poem : )..I loved writing out of my love cocoon..I admit.Tnks for reading Timo

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