I had a friend like sugar,
invigorating and sweet,
this friend of mine was motivating,
consentrating, amazing.
daring, consulting, perfect.
I would tell her all of my secrets,
promise her i would never let go of our friendship.
But she did.
Now i fell empty,
like a wrist without it's bracelet,
like cat without it's yarn,
A car with no motor,
a bird with no wings or legs to purch.
There's a missing link,
and it's my friend.
I cared for her so dearly,
we'd call eachother sis,
But i've never heard her talk to me like that,
so angry, so cold, so dangerous.
I explored and found that side,
agreed to never explore a friend.
She shooed me away like i was a flea infested cat.
To me she is a missing link,
in my mind.
I would do anything,
even jumped off a bridge,
just to get that link back,
and get her to care about me again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem