Is this friendship?
To sit back and silently accept the behaviour of those you call friends even though that behaviour causes you anger?
Is this cost?
To comply with their demands of ignoring your feelings for the sake of theirs?
Is that what friendship really is?
Suppose this is the final blow.
The impact that shatters that fragile chalice which holds the mind and soul.
The blow that sends you into the darkness that you've kept at bay.
The one that reopens the wounds that so much time was spent mending?
What will happen?
Do you allow the darkness to grow?
You ask yourself if you should comply and ignore the pain and sorrow?
When those emotions swell do you try to forget they are there all of the sake of keeping others in their light and joy.
Who will be there when the darkness swallows you whole?
When you are not longer able to tread above the dark waters of your bitter and broken soul?
When you are no longer able to ignore the pain?
Who will pull you from deep within yourself?
Perhaps someone will notice that you have been lost.
That the light that once reached the mortal eye is gone from your?
Leaving only a dull stare in its absence?
Or perhaps, no one will see.
You will be lost to the shadows for your sorrow and you will only wander further from the surface.
For who is there to save the broken when those who were once trusted dealt the fatal blow?
They will leave you lost, left alone to find your own way back as so many times before.
You will rebuild yourself only to be colder than before.
Is this what friendship is?
To allow yourself to be ripped apart and left alone to pick up the pieces or sink into an endless darkness of bitter resentment?
If so...I wish to have none of it.
If so...perhaps I am better off alone.
Perhaps I am better off twisted.