Reopening Old Wounds Poem by Demetrius JonesDixon

We calm certain people as our brothers and sisters... I'm more careful now...

I'm trying to forgive those for their treachery
Tires marks across my chest from being thrown under the bus

You created separation, and never asked for forgiveness
Why must I always be the bigger person though?

I remember you asked me why I always wanted to get outta class so fast
It's an easy concept to grasp

I considered you a blood brother
So the betrayal felt too real

I considered you equal to me
Other cats clowned you, thinking less of you

They never took you seriously
And apparently that's the same way you felt about me too

Maybe it was just a facade the whole time?
Something I blinded myself, into denying?

Those fours years changed everyone
A few for the better, majority for the worst

My circle started closing after you left
Rest In Power to the cat I knew