Where?

[NeverMore]

friends that say they care
yet walk away when the world seems dark
they show thier colors
when faced with pain
not showing a care
of where the hurts lay
cold and caluss
the lie of who they are
shown in hidden giggles behind someones back
like a knife stuck through the heart
no care for anything but themselves
where did the great hearts go
the ones who believed in people
the ones who would hold you
when tears fell
where are the friends we said we were
when we were young and true
did we all grow and learn
that cold is what it takes to live
did we all fail to understand
the things we were taught
did we all turn out
so much like all those before us
the ones we said we would never be
the heartless cold souls
that walk this life
heading to rest in pergatory

[rinna(on leave...for eternity)]

the realisation of having more fairweather friends than real friends is a painful experience. this was another great write, Nevermore. well done.

[T.J. Barber]

I once wrote a poem many years ago entitled "Friends for a Rainy Day".


Rainy days seem to make people walk away from you and then you really find out who your true friends really are. I have had a problem like that myself before when good friends of mine were questioned when I went through a rough time. My mother used to always say that they were my friends as long as I had what they wanted and when I lost it I would lose them. I guess in a really sad way, that's extremely true. Great write by the way...I was just babbeling on there...

Good job, TJ

[X x K e l Z x X]

This is so true and so relatable for everyone, good work Nevermore!