Poem 17

                                    

                                          
Happiness finally bestowed upon me
And suddenly I was alright
                          
My heart was stronger 
And my words were softer
                          
I tried to help you
And you refused
                          
It hurt me to leave you
But you were a burden to me
                          
And I left you there
Shattered and broken 
                          
But I knew that for myself
I had done the right thing
                          
And now you think
That I must hate you
                          
When really
It was all for me
                          
And how selfish I must be
To leave you like that
                          
To let you wither away
And forget our friendship
                          
But how terrible it was
When you brought me down
                          
And I need to get better
But you refused to help
                          
So I decided
Maybe shattering a few hearts 
                          
Is easier than trying to fix mine
Over and over again