The Hole in My Wall, the Hole in My Heart
A little bird whispered, soft yet clear,
?Truths I never wanted to hear.
?Echoes of laughter, sharp like knives,
?Behind my back, they carved their lies.
Once we were twenty, a vibrant crew,
?Now I’m alone, the sky's gone blue.?
Faces I trusted, hearts turned cold,
?Stories of betrayal, cruel and bold.
After the grind of a long school day,
?I found the words wouldn’t go away.?
My fists clenched tight, I couldn’t stall,
?Pain exploding, I punched the wall.
A jagged hole, a symbol of rage,?
Of friendships lost, a bitter stage.
?Where did I go wrong? What did I miss?
?I long for loyalty, not venom’s kiss.
The search for true friends feels like a fight,?
In shadows, I stumble, chasing the light.
?But deep in my chest, a fire still burns,?
For a day when love and trust return.
So I’ll mend the wall, and I’ll mend my heart,
?Each crack and scar, a brand-new start.?
Though I stand alone in this chapter’s pain,?
I’ll rise stronger, through loss and rain.
One day, I’ll find a friendship that’s real,?
A bond of respect, where wounds can heal.?
Until then, I’ll carry this heavy toll,?
But I’ll never let it break my soul.
Copyright © Emily Midea | Year Posted 2025
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