Swallowed up

Always left behind

Felt as if I was the least wanted

As if I was chasing and not getting

Aching and not saying a word

Not getting along with the situation

Pain bleeding out of my soul

Feeling broken like glass

Ripped like a piece of paper

As if the world suddenly turned grey

Cold with no emotion

Reminded of the memories

But the memories are starting to burn

Burn like flames, and all that’s left is ashes

Ashes, each one a memory of the friendship we used to have.