By Bob W Christian

You said

it was me who
Hammered the final
Nail into this coffin.

Our relationship had
Finally been declared
Dead and buried.

I’m six feet under; laid
To rest; turned to ash.
Just like our friendship.

Scattered on the winds
Of change. You said I’m
Dead to you now.

It’s too late for you
To do the right thing,
Tell everyone the truth.

That it was, in fact, you
Who said these things,
All the while blaming me.

(c)BobChristianpoetry