I see you reading this
Waiting like a snake in the dark
To strike at me
With your biting teeth
To use my words against me
To twist them into falsehoods
You've betrayed me
You've slandered me
And those I love
You are no one to me anymore
But still
I mourn your loss all the same
Tears dry on my cheeks
And turn to gold
What can I buy with this gold?
Surely not a better personality for you
So you don't betray anyone else with your selfishness
Surely not a bit of common sense for me
So I never fall into the same traps again
No, I can't buy anything with this gold
It graces my mantle for now
Makes this winter day seem warmer
Because it reminds me of who I am
I am like that gold
I was formed in the same manner it was
Forged by extreme heat, pain
Boiling anger at injustice
Made dazzling when the rage has cooled
This pain you've inflicted
Has only made me more valuable
I am now a better friend
To those deserving
Because I've seen what harm
False friendship causes
And I never want to inflict that pain
Upon anyone else
So, what will I do with all this gold?
It's not the type of gold that can be spent
Businesses don't want it
Because it's a metaphor
It's the type that can only be given
With no expectation of return
Because it is friendship
Real friendship
Not a charade to get something
From someone who cares about you
And already gives you all they have
Not manipulation to use or abuse
Those who have given only love
Even as you have shown indifference
So, I'll wrap it up in pretty bows
Send it out on wings of loyalty
And love
And authenticity
And give it to my real friends
As a Christmas gift
And this year
You won't be receiving any
About the Creator
A. R. Ambrosi
I like to write, if that makes me a writer, then rock on!
I started writing as a child because I ran out of stuff to read. So, I only write stuff that I like. If you like it too, awesome! Enjoy! ^_^
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