Our “friendship” started,
where I immediately became nothing but the therapist friend.
I was a clean empty journal.
Always there when you needed,
sadly, all my pages were exceeded.
My feelings were ignored,
always forced to be stored.
You dragged me through the mud
Dirtying yourself in the process.
Wounded and dirty,
I got up and cleaned you up.
All I asked for was friendship,
Which I never received.
It is now my time to depart,
So that my pages can restart.
Unapologetically,
Your therapist friend.
My inspiration is past friendships where they would just use me as a therapist and involve me in their conflicts. I used literary devices like rhymes, personification, and metaphor. I structured the poem to be a letter explaining my experience of the friendship, from the beginning of the friendship where the “pages are clean” to the end where the pages are going to “restart”.
Something I liked and stood out in this piece is the rhyming at the end of each line. The second stanza was my favorite phrase because it shows the idea and emotions of the poem. This piece made me think of how many people go about looking for genuine friendships but are instead used.
--Nohemi Lopez
This poem is so deep that one read through isn't enough to take in everything. I had to read it again to give my heart a chance to really process this. This poem had so much emotion. I could feel the pain in the words I read. It's been awhile since a poem had my eyes watery, but this one did it for me. I really like the strong ending though. I'd love to have something like this on my wall.
--Josiah Williams