Lost Friendship

all those things we shared when we were young
Told our hearts, painted our toenails

now you got tight jeans and full on possy,
you have,
a thousand things I'd love to need

but you  cant say, and you cant do
you cant think...
all you have got to do is show up..

you have got your head up everyones asses you're trying to the best you're
trying, and believe me I"m not against that.

but you just can't speak
like a little lamb
time to go up
and please hungry mouths,

you won't fight
and you won't scream,
I can see it in your eyes how much you want to..
why are you so afraid?
why?

You have got
a screaming style, and a bright future .
some wonderful self control,
you know you  won't give in you know
you won't be like me anymore.

can't be afraid of the dark forever,  wont be like me forever
you can't believe in mermaids anymore and you can't
let the thoughts ruin your life anymore,


all the things we did all the things we wished
can't go on thinking like children

I understand,
I understand,

you have got the world at your feet
a beaming future, and a bright world
small problems and a million friends,
a million friends...

you dont need me, we can't go screaming at the unknown you have left, all the mystery
you have grown up,

you don't need mermaids, and you dont need ghosts, you dont need
me and dont need it anymore..

changed so much
we both did...

seems like a million years, and I just want to go back...

but you have got a screaming style a sense of right and wrong
a million friends and small problems.
everything I wish I needed...

The forest still whispers your name

Her death is a shadow,
a memory on my wall
 
the cobwebs
catch the bitter dust
once a year,
in August
when the moon is full
 
and the room is empty.  
She seeps through the cracks
in the brickwork
brushes my hair,
asks me for a cigarette  
 
dances on Friday night,
drinks at the old rec,
scents of youth
on her lips
where the blood dried.  
 
The shadow lingers  
for a moment,
as her bones fall  
to neat piles of ash
on my bedroom floor
 
and she is gone,
no more a smile
but a whisper-
of confessions,
hidden  
 
amongst murderous trees,
evermore.

friends ive  lost?
oh maan they probably
dont miss me
but the friends that won at losing
i think of some times
not worthy to
dedicate poetry to them. thats love

These were all great entries! Congrats to radiance, Mikimoondancer, and KittyFromHell. And thank you to all who entered!

Thanks for the mention!

And congrats to radiance for the win!

Thank you!