Betrayed Friend Poem

Poem About Friend No Longer Being There For You

I lost my best friend. She helped me through the worst of times like when I was picked on and when I was having guy troubles. She was the one person I looked up to for advice. And she betrayed me. Now I have no one...

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This was really nice. I write poems as well. I showed my poem to my best friend, thinking she would be happy seeing those, but she was jealous. She copied my poems and she tells everyone that...

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Abandon

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Published: February 2016

I looked up to you when times were bad.
I looked up to you when I was sad.

I always laughed when you were by my side,
until you went behind my back and lied.

I felt so betrayed and so alone,
and began to realize your true colors that had shown.

You hurt me so badly that nothing can compare.
You were the one with whom my secrets I thought I could share.

You helped me through bad times when people were so mean,
and now that you're gone, I feel so deceived.

You lied to my face, one only could tell.
You left me alone; now I feel like I'm in hell.

I have no one to turn to to ask for advice.
You leaving me like this is like being squeezed by a vice.

I'm in pain; it's not easy to see, and since you've been gone,
I have no one beside me.

I try to find more friends that are as fun as you,
but the more I try, I realize there is nothing more I can do.

You're gone forever, whether you know it or not.
Me being stuck in this world alone like this, I'd rather be shot.

Goodbye forever, you ruined my ability to forgive,
and now like this for the rest of my life I shall live.

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  • by Vidhi Choudhury
  • 1 month ago

This was really nice. I write poems as well. I showed my poem to my best friend, thinking she would be happy seeing those, but she was jealous. She copied my poems and she tells everyone that she is the writer of those poems. I can't do anything...but the trust has decreased.

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