The Death of A Friendship



Your words,
Like daggers,
Cutting deep and low,
Leaving scars hard to let go.

Your words,
Like shards of glass,
Carving wounds
That will never pass.

Cheers to the death of our friendship—
That you just so carelessly murdered
Right before my eyes,
While you were too loud to realize.

About this poem

This poem came to life in my head during a moment when a friend was being blatantly disrespectful to me. It was in that instant I realized our friendship had been carelessly destroyed—killed by their thoughtless actions and lack of regard for me. It was a painful realization, but also an empowering one, because it reminded me of my own worth and the importance of being treated with respect. This piece reflects the heartbreak of losing someone I once cherished, and the strength it takes to walk away when that respect is no longer there.  

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Written on January 12, 2025

Submitted by @Lbfisher on January 12, 2025

Modified by @Lbfisher on February 11, 2025

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Stanzas 3
Stanza Lengths 4, 4, 4

Luciana Fisher

 · 1982 · Niteroi RJ

Luciana Fisher is a Brazilian-American immigrant, rising poet, and passionate writer currently pursuing a BA in Social Sciences with a concentration in Economics at New York University (NYU). After graduating with honors from BMCC and earning an associate's degree in the Arts of Economics, she reignited her passion for poetry, which helped her in overcoming challenges after a cancer diagnosis. Her writing explores themes of identity, vulnerability, personal growth, and the intricacies of communication through poetry and prose. more…

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  • charlesedwardyork
    I felt this as if I was betrayed, let down and disappointed myself. Poignant and compelling!
    LikeReply 16 days ago
  • yelskwah
    The poem's strength lies in its ability to capture the raw and unfiltered emotions of betrayal and loss with striking clarity and directness. You've skillfully used potent imagery and a concise, unadorned voice to create a poem that is both powerful and deeply relatable. 
    LikeReply 119 days ago
  • karlcfolkes
    Succinctly said, Luciana. A short online poem of mine reads something like this, if I may recall correctly: “Your tongue is a sword. Wield it with caution; or otherwise shield it!”
    LikeReply 21 month ago
  • mark.e.s
    There are times when I wanted to lash out with words and found it very difficult to hold back; I wanted to yell back but I still cared for someone, so I was stifled, choking on my own emotions. That's one of the reasons I write. It gives me time to reflect alone and deal with anger without a tug of war with a friend that goes nowhere but regretful. 
    LikeReply 21 month ago
  • StylesRobin
    I feel all the same minus that cut itself, and that is how it was rendered for me to know it in myself. That takes special skill. Great job, here.
    LikeReply1 month ago
  • BellaTheMilkCarton
    nice
    LikeReply 11 month ago
  • jn.selvadurai
    Concise and effective.
    LikeReply 11 month ago
  • gary_dean
    Some poems have such a somber topic that the message overpowers the craft of the author. We are left to contemplate the sometimes fickle nature of our human connections. It is good to know the possible hard edge of relationships. 
    LikeReply 12 months ago
    • mark.e.s
      I think what you said mirrors the power of our minds to recognize, the halves of each other within it, although not always explicitly. How can we improve the lines of communication, so they are not so erratic? 
      LikeReply 11 month ago
    • gary_dean
      if we identify our "subconscious" thoughts, we become aware of the drives and motivations, then we can resist, altar, or accept them. As about to be driven by them unknowingly.
      LikeReply 11 month ago
    • gary_dean
      that should say as "opposed" to...
      LikeReply1 month ago
  • philmaund
    Wow! You are very good at hitting a nerve! Another great write.

    When I met the woman who is now my wife she had a couple of those friendships. I had to be very careful not to be that guy who isolates his partner from her friends, but eventually, as I treated her right and spoke to her properly and endeavored to nurture her soul, she had the courage to stand up to them. Boy, were they mad! When they saw they could no longer get their own way, they left. Blessed subtractions, they were. Now she cultivates good friendships with people worthy of her friendship. 
    LikeReply 22 months ago
    • @Lbfisher
      Yes, it’s a harsh reality that friendships can sometimes morph into something abusive. The moment my friend chose to disrespect me for the final time, a poem flowed through my mind, capturing my emotions. As soon as I hung up the phone, I made the decisive choice to block her out of my life—no further conversations, no explanations necessary. In that instant, she effectively murdered our friendship.What was once a healthy bond transformed into something detrimental, and I welcomed its end with open arms. I raise a toast to this newfound freedom! Not every friendship is destined to last a lifetime, and sometimes, letting go is the healthiest choice we can make for ourselves. 
      LikeReply 21 month ago
    • mark.e.s
      Yes, that's the other side of it.
      LikeReply1 month ago

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