Dear Unsealed,
I heard your words.
That hurt me so deeply.
To see
You as who you are
Is so absurd.
I thought you were my friend.
As you say to me
With glee
You are shutting me down
All around the town
I see you there
Without a care
You think you are the one
Under the sun.
You asked me how I feel.
I tell you I am good.
How are you?
It should
Have been good,
But the next event was blue.
You made me sad.
You are bad.
Not mad.
You put conditions on our friendship,
But I tell you know that you have no idea about my nightmare whips
Of time & space & heartache
All for your sake
I will leave you standing there
Without a care
You are not my friend.
This is the end.
No more bullies like you
Or like them.
This is the end.
My friend of fake pretentions
Of adventures of your own making
Of taking,
Intentions
Of your brain of betrayal of pretentious
Vocabulary of boundaries
Of sounds
Of tunes of truth,
Lies,
Bully,
Friendship of
Boundaries of vocabularies
You are not my friend.
This is the end.