Goodbye Friend Poem

Poem About Being Stabbed In The Back

I have a best friend named Jian. We always hang out together. wherever I go, she goes. Wherever she goes, I go. We were like sisters! But one day Jian started to back stab me. I really couldn't believe her. Now she has other friends. She left me behind with her new popular friends. She forgot that I was the reason she was in that crowd. Now she treats me like a ghost. Like she couldn't even see me. I still hear stories of her backstabbing me, but I still miss her.

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One day I caught myself smiling, and I noticed I was thinking of you. Hi, my name is Byndii. Hi, my name is Jazlyn. Cool, wanna be friends? Yeah, sure. We have to stay together...

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Goodbye To You My "Friend"

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Published: March 2011

We said we would be friends together until the end,
You said you would always be my best friend,
Then you stabbed me in the back,
Now we've lost everything we had.

I thought of you as my friend,
I treated you as my sister,
Then I come to find,
You are one big disaster.

I hid my pain from everyone,
Trying to fake everything was fine,
I guess this was a sign,
That we should break our line.

I was there for you when you needed me the most,
But when I needed your help,
You treated me like a ghost.

Now our friendship has come to an end,
I don't think I'm ever going to mend,
But I'll find someone to befriend,
Goodbye to you my ex-friend.

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  • by Byndii Lyon
  • 2 years ago

One day I caught myself smiling, and I noticed I was thinking of you.

Hi, my name is Byndii.
Hi, my name is Jazlyn.
Cool, wanna be friends?
Yeah, sure.
We have to stay together forever; you know that, right?
Yes.

5 years later

Jaz, I'm moving schools.
NO, you said we are staying together forever.
We will, you're my BFF. No one will stop us.

  • by Emma, Texas
  • 4 years ago

A new girl came to school one day and everybody hated her. Her name was Sarah. I felt bad and started a really strong friendship with her - or so I thought. I told everyone to give her another chance, so they all decided to try to be nice to her. Sarah gained many friends that day and she never thanked me. I use to go to her house and share ALL of my secrets with her, but then one day she found another friend. Her friend was jealous of me, so she told Sarah that I was no one, and that she was way better and smarter than me. I lost Sarah soon, and found out the secrets I told her, were no longer a secret. Now, she just walks next to me without a word unless she needs a favor. Your poem inspired me, to know I'm not alone.

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