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My mate

By minkey222 All Rights Reserved ©

Poetry

My mate

Once- I was told-

There was a time,

where it happened.

A mate of mine,

a slight thing;

barely there,

came up to me

and started to talk.

Words spewing

out from their mouth,

like a waterfall.


I didn’t know

what was happening,

were they okay?

I wasn’t so sure.

I asked questions,

they went unheard.

So I tapped them-

it was only lightly,

on the shoulder,

like I was told to do

when this happened.

It didn’t go well.


Hands flew everywhere.

It was a trigger-

broken from their trance,

they didn’t know

where they were,

or who they were.

They looked at me;

a wild look in their eyes.

Who was I in their mind?

I wasn't sure

If I’d like the answer.


I took a step back,

holding my ground;

I drew out my phone-

and held it aloft,

much like a sword.

No connection.

I looked around frantically,

There was no one,

no help to be found,

in this desolate land.

I lay my gaze

back on my friend.

There was something

in their eye, there-

that struck something

deep within me-


I shut my eyes

against their cruel thoughts.

But when I opened them,

I was alone.

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