When do you know if two people are true friends?
When can you trust somebody?
When can you let somebody into your heart?
i thought i had a friend,
a friend i knew for a few months
appareantly i was wrong
because he hurt me
i can still remember every move.
every word and deed
i didnt want to
he didnt listen,
he did what he felt like doing
he thoughed me.. he did with me what he did
i always felt so big, so strong.
i could win from a guy who would try to do this
i thought i could.
i was so wrong
my voice.. it had no sound, i could not make a beep
my body.. it felt like a bag of sand that couldnt be moved
but i won, not entirely
but i overwon!
i remember his smell, his left arm that was so scary
it was just a bone, no fat, so thin
i bit in it and ran away,
but the harm was already done.
therapy, talk about it, wright it down..
that would be the sullusion.
maybe it was,
or maybe i just was strong enough.
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