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Yesterday still penetrates my today very much and brings me to a place I'd rather not be. But today being Good Friday, I couldn't think of a better day than this to forgive. Once again, I blog to you in poetry expressive of my innermost feelings. Sometimes, we have friends and although they are close physically , mentally we we feel very far from them. Makes me wonder if at all we should call them friends, if friends are defined by kindness, warmth, closeness, honesty, and love. This poem certainly conjures up my feelings and hopefully my friend would read and digest it with the hope of resolving our issues.

ARE YOUR REALLY MY FRIEND?

Are you really my friend?
If everything I say offends
Harsh words you speak and call me names
Don’t need an enemy, if you defame

The blogs I write are problems too
You tear them down, call them untrue
Is it so hard to compliment ?
At least just once ,no detriment

The books I read you constant knock
No news to me, I am not in shock
For everything I like you hate
Yet call me friend and adjudicate

If every friend I had were you
I’d be a mental case that’s true
Because I am deep it bothers me
Just tell me why , make me see.

Whats sad is that I love you most
That’s why I've always kept you close
Been thinking you were my friend
But all I say I must defend

Still hoping things would turn around
Back to the place where I was found
That day we met you were so nice
So warm and kind, I called you twice.

But now things have gone all wrong
My only hope is I am kept strong
For sometimes I feel to break
Our friendship, was it a mistake?

I must admit things aren‘t all bad
I need more happy, spare me the sad
Maybe we need to sit and talk
To save this friendship before I walk

Are you really my friend?

P.S . I am not a literary artist, but a voice with a soul under construction.

Much Love
Chet