Now I’m mad.

You hammered down my wall of distrust.

That’s quite a feat,

without love or lust.

You became my best friend, until the journey’s end.

Through taunting whispers,

we became kin.

Your foundation was on a million versions of the same promise.

Lies so good even you believed them,

we both thought you were honest.

We’re two kindred spirits, together in flight.

But to earth we did return,

in crashing might.

You left me alone, looking for knives in my back.

Are your new friends better?

I’m genuinely taken aback.

We were not lovers, or hopelessly romanced.

We were simply best friends,

but still I chanced.

You only speak to me passing words taken by the wind.

I’ve asked you many times what was wrong,

to my own chagrin.

I cannot make sense of what happened.

You’ve made me hate you,

and my mind is blackened.

I know where you’re weak, I’m the worst enemy you could have.

And now I’m mad.