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Friends

June 15, 2013
By Anonymous

I'm a train wreck of smeared eyeliner
and rage.
My hands shake in silent agony
as i try to brush memories away.
Why cant I forget you?
Just one pill, then maybe twenty two.
Then you changed your face again,
and I felt my soul start to wither,
turning wrinkled and blue.
It stings like acid in my throat,
when i think of time well wasted with you.
Then came another,
and another infinite again.
A remote stuck on replay,
as you mended and became my closest..
Friend..
But you too left in turn,
changed face back to cruel ways,
but this time when I tried to stitch you back together,
you broke too tiny to glue.
...It tears me apart to admit this,
but despite everything..
I still love you.


The author's comments:
This piece is inspired by the loss of friends and family members to drug/alcohol abuse. It's tough, and in my opinion, shouldn't have to happen.

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