I wear a coat of dust and old hope
I heave all of the memories that you had
And pull them into a dark, damp, unimportant drawer
The ones that are too heavy for you
As well as the ones that don’t want to be remembered
For I am a broken friendship bracelet
I lay with a charm and chain, separated, fallen
Like your hearts. Like your lives.
I am lonely and afraid
Tired and lifeless, like the body of your friendship
Worn and hopeless, like the soul of your friendship
Every day I cry to you
Wishing that all of the broken pacts you made and all of your shattered
dreams
Could piece themselves together
I cringe at the thought of the day
That you threw me with disgust
Into this dark, damp, unimportant drawer
I love false hope that you might wear me again
For what I’ve become is my enemy-
I am a broken Friendship


Bracelet.

 
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