Betrayed Friend Poem

this was inspired because a friend of mine doesn't care, but when she tells me shes depressed i help her and yet i get nothing in return

Stab My Back

© Amanda Caruso
You say you're my friend
But you stab my back
You tell me you're "depressed"
And then you go and cry on my shoulder
When I need your help you turn away
You stab my back
The blood drips down, into a puddle
You spit in my blood and walk away
I sit there bleeding
Until no more blood
And I sit and suffer
Finally you kill me


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Published: Apr 2008

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  • I was stabbed in the back a few days ago. my friend was about to get into trouble and he brought me down with him. he handed something to me without my knowledge and I realized it when security called my name. right when I was about to get searched I ran and tossed what he handed me. luckily they didn't find what I tossed but when me and my friend came back, he said that I owed him $10. As if ridin for this guy wasn't enough. I finally realized how important I was to him and his friends.

    Demeon Submitted Oct 2012

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