Old Friend
A pit in my stomach
Nausea simmers under my throat
Tears brimming in my eyes
I feel so sick
I feel so dumb
I feel so tricked
I don’t know why I didn’t see it sooner
You’re a bad person
To hold so tightly to a grudge it merges with your stomach
Pettiness in every swish of your hand
Brought to your lips
To spew such vile words
It’s cowardly
It’s ridiculous
To rely on hatred
As a crutch to your brokenness
The long trail of remnants in your wake
Should’ve signaled to me
That you’re nothing more than a bully
Eating your prey whole
And yet the kill is still so bloody
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I really feel this poem! had a friend like this!
wow: “hold so tightly to a grudge it merges with your stomach”
I believe that there are many people who can relate to this! Even within families this is a reality. So much honesty in this poem.
Gut punch:
That you’re nothing more than a bully
Eating your prey whole
And yet the kill is still so bloody
It can take a very long time for the bleeding to stop.