Really great friends
Really great friends are hard to find
Love you as you and are always kind
Ready with hugs and the occasional treat
Inspire you with quotes from the interneet.
Most kind friends are poor as shit
But with richness of spirit, make up for it.
Without them around I surely would die,
No song and no spirit my hope would run dry.
I need my kind friends.
Abusers
Abusive people are easy to find.
Don’t care who you are or what’s on your mind.
Now you have money, security, but not much to eat.
Got rid of those friends they’d never dare meet.
Perfection’s a condition you’ll die trying to meet.
They only have time for what inspires them
And crush your self worth for not believing like them.
Force, fear and veiled threats keep you chained near
You keep tripping and falling “She’s clumsy” you hear.
“Go back to your friends who treat you so well,”
they sneer and they shout “you are going to hell!”
“Do things your way, you think better you’d be off?”
“Where’d you be without us?” they laugh and they scoff.
In some homeless shelter with a tuberculin cough.
I need my abusers.
-Marlies Vonn
Sorry I have been gone for a while, Marlies. BUT, you know I am your friend and I fucking love you. I am sorry you are hurting, but dammit are you a good writer! Fight through it, keep writing and being you. Cause you are amazing! MUAH!
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Thank you so much! It’s like, I have a bad day and I ‘vomit’ out a poem. Geez that brought an unpleasant picture to my mind. Anyhoo, thank you for your continued support. And, I’m hoping that people might be able to relate to what I ‘vomit’ out when I’m feeling sad. Writing a poem for me is better than conducting poor life choices. Now I’m rambling. I hope you are recovering well my friend!!
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People totally relate, so keep vomiting it out. It is beautiful and wonderful and is a step towards healing, for you, and others. I am slowly recovering but am plagued with vertigo at the moment. In between bouts, I am trying to get caught up on my reading and will try to vomit out something of my own later. π
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I’m sorry, hon. Keep hangin’ in there.
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I sure will. I seem to be the most satisfied with my poems when I am the most miserable. Yesterday topped the charts in terms of misery. Today, though, is a LOT better. Sometimes my worst abuser is me. Thank you Marca so much for reading and commenting. π
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