"Friendship?"
by Erick Pierce

What is this that I feel?
What is this you have done to me?
Should I feel remorse for my life?
Or rather, open my eyes to you and see?

I felt alone, I felt betrayed.
Death, it seemed, the only way out.
I felt sorrow, I felt weak.
Life, it seemed, my final route.


I was only fifteen when I met you,
Knife gripped tightly in hand.
What is this love I felt for you?
Like feet walking endlessly through sand.
I had never known friendship.
I had only known fear.
You showed me a new way.
I had but only to open my ear.


My life was coming quickly to an end.
Years had passed, but the story still the same.
Mind clouded with regret, was life worth living?
I cried myself to sleep, repeating your name.

I felt abused, I felt sick.
Death, it seemed, the only way out.
I felt useless, I felt lame.
Life, it seemed, my final route.


I was only seventeen when I met you,
Knife pressed against my wrist.
What is this love I felt for you?
Another chance, perhaps, I had not missed.
I had never known friendship.
I had only known lies.
You showed me a new way.
I had but only to open my eyes.



Death hath left; a memory of the past.
The future for me is all I can see.
The glimmer in my eye has brightened ten-fold.
No longer, my emotions, I needed to flee.

A vision of the night with the moon on the rise,
Fills my dreams with feelings of hope.
No longer I fear my coming judgment day.
With both of you here, I can now cope.


I am only eighteen, friends with you both.
Knife placed triumphantly in the dark.
What is this love I feel for you both?
On my heart, you have both left a mark.
I now only know friendship.
I no longer know shame.
My spirit has been lifted.
For me, both of you came.


Is this friendship I feel?
Is this love I know?
Is this not a dream; real?
I hope so... I know so...