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Goodbye, So-Called Friend
by Thomas K. HuntI'm on my way to meet my smile
Sitting on this north bound train
With each landscaped passing mile
I'm leaving my old friend pain
Pain's always been there with me
I could feel pain in my bones
Pain's always been that kind of friend
I never wanted to know
The fat lady just sang her song
She's a pretty blue, in the face
Turn around and I'll be gone
Gone without a trace
Leave me alone don't try to follow
We need to go our separate ways
Friends like you will never do
It's not worth the you, no way
Go cling to another
That's what you need to do
I can speak from experience
It's hurts to live with you
I'll say a prayer for the next one
The next soul just like me
That you befriend with your twisting grasp
That shares your company
Relief from you is what I seek
I can't hold out any longer
With you I feel so weak
Without you I feel stronger
When I'm free of you
I'll be just fine
Let the truth be told
You were never a friend of mine
03/14/2004
Posted on 03/15/2004
Copyright © 2023 Thomas K. Hunt
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Emily Sullivan on 03/15/04 at 07:46 PM this is great dad, too sad though |
| Posted by Michele Schottelkorb on 03/19/04 at 07:53 AM shed the chains that pain you... great read... blessings... |
| Posted by Kara Hayostek on 03/19/04 at 10:53 PM Wow, I really enjoyed the rhyme in this poem, and I hope you managed to escape your "friend" pain. Maybe you can try a restraining order? haha. |
| Posted by Maureen Glaude on 03/25/04 at 03:58 PM a fascinating way to relate (or wish not to) to chronic pain. With a daughter with serious arthritis since she was sixteen, and several major family illnesses, I can really relate to this. Strength comes in addressing it like something you will control and confront. Powerful. |
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