Friendships in Passing — Jaded
He fought the pull to end it all,
dragging himself through battles he didn’t start—
questions clawing at his mind.
Why can others just walk away from memories,
as if they never mattered?
Why do people enter and exit his life
with no regard, no lasting trace?
The day of the parade was dark, heavy,
clouds weighing on the sky like a secret never told.
They all thought he had control,
assumed it, as if his silence
was a sign of strength.
But they didn’t know.
He reflects on a time,
a moment that cracked him wide open,
changing him in ways that can’t be undone.
The bandage on his soul—
it never healed, just covered the wound,
pretending to be enough.
Now he’s left to wonder:
can he be strong enough to face it all,
or is the weight too much to carry?
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