The Knot by Hell's Angel, AKA Rachel B.
The knot, Tying our friendship, Entertwined so long ago; During the time of dolls and jacks. Our knot has been through heaven and hell, Many fights and yells, Many joys and laughter, Sharing many hopes and dreams. The rope is strong, But very thin, Yet, through all the years, The knot stayed tied, And we stayed friends, For a very, very long time. Now, we haven't spoken in quite a while, Our friendship is slowly weakening, Running through our fingers like quicksand. I ask myself everyday Can the knot make it through this? At night I lie awake and wonder: What happens when the knot comes undone? |
Untitled by Hannah A.
You are there In a glass case Thin, eggshell thin Is your case I can't touch you I could break the glass of our friendship And get you out To have you But what if I can't reach you? I am scared of getting cut By the broken glass I am scared of being left With a shattered friendship I am scared. So maybe I should leave you there In your case Thin glass That should not break yet. |
Know By Jennifer M.
When you don't know someone well, You find a name for them. Maybe fat, skinny, atheist, black, Cynical, nice, mean, or ugly. But I know you too well To call you anything but "Friend." | |
Thinking By Jennifer M. It's 5:30 and of the two, she is awake Deep inside her sleeping bag, staring at the ceiling Her best friend is beside her, deeply entranced with the sandman She stares at the ceiling fan, spiraling its blades with her eyes "How long will we last," she thinks "How far will this go? "I'll accept our friendship's pleasure and brace myself for pain. "How I've wanted to be first in someone's heart "Like she is within mine "But what if something falters, what if we part... "Was it worth all the time, all emotion, all the hope? "What if I lose what I love...should it have been not "That I let her touch my life at all?" "Look at her there, smiling and dreaming "Is she worried like me?" She stares at the ceiling fan, spiraling the blades with her gaze. "Every bit of trust...every bit of love... "Will surpass our parting "Being here now is bliss enough." | One of Them By Hannah A.
Have you? I know you have. Watch them from down the hall. Been jealous. Wished you were. Or maybe not, hopefully. You're the smart ones. The ones who don't. You don't need it. You know that. Perfect-thin-smart-pretty-athletic-popular. Perfect. You don't need to go in there. I've been. It's ugly in there. You won't be allowed out. You'll want out, you won't like it. But you'll not be allowed out. You'll hate it. Or maybe not. If not, good luck. But you know- you don't need it. |
Bad Friend By "A"
Why do you hate me when all I did was love? When all I wanted was someone to trust? When all I needed was you? I think sometimes it's because I could only be me. I couldn't be Linda. I couldn't be Heather. I couldn't be Laura. I couldn't be popular. I couldn't give you more than old Disney movies or musicals or spring. It just wasn't enough. I did only what you wanted and you used me for that until the very end. In the last days of our friendship, I still did what you wanted: I let you go. I let us go. Then I cried until I knew I would never have tears again. |
Dear Michelle,
We've been friends Since first grade I'm the girl who stays In one place You're the girl that Keeps moving Away from me First behind the wall Of friends who don't care And two parents Living apart I saw you You saw me Did you see me cry When you said you were Moving away again? One night I cried Until I felt Like an empty body With no soul I haven't cried yet Until now. The last time I saw you You didn't wave goodbye You had to run off for the bell With your wall Away from me While I stay In one place Crying alone. Your friend, No One |
Untitled By Jennifer M.
Something like a light A gentle glow, a firefly You fluttered into my empty gaze To drive the dark away Beautiful firefly No one could ask for a better friend I grasp your wings, trying to catch you Some how you pull me out Thank you for each ounce Of the precious trust you've given me Somehow, in this dark uncertain world, I know you'll be there |