Sierra's Life of Poetry
A Stranger's Path - Poem by Sierra's Life of Poetry
Although it cannot quite matter what is truly thought,
The pain has fought it's way to the surface now.
Your mutiny and ill-bred bearings weren't what I sought,
And our friendship lost at sea, I know not how.
I would have cared for you like no other could match.
You were a joyful part of me... this is true.
Alas, all must close down at the lock of the last latch.
You're just a memory that left some black and blue.
The beaten road of forgiveness calls now and then,
Ignoring sweet memories, I choose to walk on.
The path is too worn by those of other conniving friends.
This heart scarred from affliction doth weigh a ton.
And when moving on to the next best friend, sadly as I may,
My mind will wonder to your betrayal... lesson learnt I say.
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