In response to the statement “Poetry is a way of expressing our most hidden thoughts” I have constructed a poem which expresses the hidden thoughts of a teenage girl. The teenage girl whilst loving her friend has decided that their relationship is doomed and that she is sick of the mistreatment she has been experiencing. Thus, it is time for a change and as such, the decision has been made that their toxic friendship must come to an end. I feel this is my best creative as It explores a common problem experienced by adolescents and their journey in growing up. It explores the notion that change is hard, but that it is ok to change.
Yesterday, Today, they seem more distant then ever.
Our fond memories shared have depleted with time.
Our friendship has fallen apart, yes broken it is.
Because something so toxic,
So wicked and malicious must come to an end.
If only you were really a true friend.
I tried, Oh I tried to do everything I could,
To prevail, when not many people would.
When times were tough, you were no where to be seen.
I waited for you, doubting would you ever come?
I believed in you, believed that we could be,
Content with our friendship, happy and free.
I must finally take a stand.
For years I have stood up for you,
When nobody else cared.
Despite the taunting, teasing and constant unkind remarks,
I made excuses for your actions, claiming you had a good heart.
In denial, I prayed to the lord things could change,
Maybe it was only a phase?
Time has passed, the pain has increased,
Feeling like I was in competition with a beast.
Saying goodbye is the only option left
Maybe, just maybe, it will be for the best?
I whimper, the free flowing tears stream down my cheek.
Forgetting the fact you have caused me so much pain.
I still care for you, a part of me loves you indeed.
Knowing you all my life, has certainty impacted me.
Making things so much harder, tougher to say goodbye.
I still wish you the very best as I cry.
In years to come, I will remember you,
I will reflect on the good times we shared.
If only I could live in the past…
The experiences of our bitter sweet love.
Hayfields1994 