A friend so dear, or so it would seem
Who has been a good cheer
But behind my back, a different tale would peer

Unawares she got me to tear,
And with each cry, her laughter would appear.
Which piles up my fear,
And with every word, my heart would cower and hear.

The pain, agony, and torture from her
Was a heavy burden I could no longer endure.
But I endured cause I still love her,
Though her betrayal cut deep, like a scar that would never smother.

And I couldn't tell anyone, not even my mother.
For fear of being judged, or worse, being a bother.
So unbearable and unbelievable...
Was the pain of her cruelty, masquerading as friendship, so deceivable.

Fighting her in silence to see if she could change for good.
But the silence was suffocating, and her heart remained as it would.
But at least I need her to say a word,
Of apology, of regret, to heal the wounds that never blurred.

Well, I never got it until she was taken away from me,
And in her absence, I realized the toxicity she brought to me.
It was pain, but I felt free from having new bruises.
And though scars still remain, I'm learning to love myself anew, without the weight of her abuse.
Although she chose her part, I still miss her.

© Goldie's pen