April 11, 2009 at 2:51pm

Untitled poem I wrote when my best friend annoyed the hell out of me!

You frustrate me
Annoy me
Anger me
And everything else that I don’t want to be.

I have no part in this
I have made no mistake
Yet I am blamed

You -my best friend are supposed to be my shield;
My armor.
Instead you attack me
Cloak you dagger and injure me

Unintentionally even
It hurts
More than my meager words can express
The hurt never sways.

The problem in itself tiny enough to be inconsequential
‘Tis been made a mountain of a mole hill.
Though no mistake of mine
Am I to be blamed?