How I Felt

I felt like I lost my best friend
I felt like he was trying to avoid me
I felt like all his anger and hatered was towards me
I knew that this would happen I knew he was pushing away
but I didn’t see it now it’s too late I pushed too hard to make him
my friend because I never knew how to treat them so they leave.
If I could have 3 wishes one would be that I would let you live or see
what I have been through in life the experiences I have gone through
so you would understand why I push so hard for acceptance or the need to be wanted

Done By Kris Templin

by Kris Templin

Comments (5)

To stay around with the muse of love and life; before taking another decision. Nice work.
A poem worth reading and reflecting on our own lives.
In card game the selection of card one makes decides one's chance of victory! It is true also in life the poet says indirectly in this poem perhaps, I belive!
the journey is ending the head is signalling me all would soon be over see all this hair is falling as fast as my memory is fading they turn white totally white as sheets of my memory are though - soon it will be a total backout
the journey is ending the head is signalling me all would soon be over see all this hair is falling as fast as my memory is fading they turn white totally white as sheets of my memory are though - soon it will be a total backout