I saw her get abused,
It was my mind I could have used.
I didn't use my brain,
now I am going insane.
I could have told someone,
therefore I didn't, so now she stands alone.
I know she is gone,
Although she hasn't been there long.
She is in God's hand now,
So I learned,so now I take a vow,
That if I tell,
The friendship will never sell.
So until this day,
I think back and cry.
Knowing I should be the one to die.
Hoping my friend would come back to me,
She won't and never will,
Because the friendship was ill.
People tell me not to take the blame,
It was her boyfriend, but nothing will be the same.
But even though they take my side,
I am the one who first cried.
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