Fighting Friend Poem

Poem About How Words Of Friends Hurt The Most

I wrote this poem in the early morning hours after replaying the thoughtless remarks that a friend made earlier in the day. It seemed better to get my thoughts onto paper than to have them run around in my head.

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Published: August 2014

"Give everyone the benefit of the doubt."
That's what I always teach.
But even my own words of wisdom
are now somewhat out of reach.

I cannot begin to explain my disappointment and distress
caused by a friend who has yet to acknowledge my unhappiness.
Unbelievably thoughtless, inexplicably rude,
my anger is boiling over at such undeserved attitude.

My time, my energy, my support and my constant concern
are apparently shrunk down to nothing when asked for just once in return.
Selfish? Unthinking? Or simply careless remarks?
Origins don't really matter to me once they have entered into my heart.

Wait it out, do not respond at all
is what I am sincerely trying to do.
But I may eventually lose that battle
and the friendship could become a wound.

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