Overcoming My Once Best Friend.

When i looked in the mirror,all i saw was darkness.

I was 15 when i met my friend, i thought it was to last forever.

He would call my name in my dreams, in school, even in the shower.

He hurt me, he cut me deep. But who is really to blame?

My friend hid from my mom, and the things he did to me.

I was more scared to have someone find him.

He whispered the bad thoughts in my head

He hated me, I hated me.

One day they spotted him, they sent me to this place

I never thought that it would be me, but nobody ever does.

They took my friend away from me, they told me he was the enemy.

I believed them. It was difficult to forget the way he made me feel.

The pain, the coolness of his sharp edges, the excitement of hiding him.

They ripped the banage off my wrist, for not more scars to form.

I had to tell him goodbye, and i didnt even bat an eye.

I was free from his grasp. He no longer had the rope tied around my neck.

I AM free. he has not even tried to reach me. I couldnt be happier.

I pushed him out of my life. He was the enemy, not myself.

He is gone and I am free of all pain he ever caused.

I overcame the pain.

This poem is about:

Me

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