To my Ex-BFF (Part 1)

You say he is God's given creation

I see he’s a full-time occupation

Our friendship is on vacation

while I’m having suicidal ideation.

You call me out of desperation

And you threaten self-asphyxiation

I feel sick from your insinuation

& You don’t ask about my situation.

Now he wants to have a conversation

I urge you towards separation

He makes some lame ass proclamation

That somehow leads to reconciliation.

You follow him blindly into isolation

I can’t help but voice my frustration

You dismiss my words as disinformation

& weeks pass without one notification.

My hurt speaks like an accusation

You say I should lower my expectations

As if our friendship were a mere obligation

But I answer your calls without hesitation

And I get no fucking reciprocation.

For years, I force my toleration

Taunted by memories of your adoration

Unable to stop the slow disintegration

Of my group attendance & participation.

You react to my absence with indignation

And punish me with ostracization

Because I “deserve your exclusion"

But if I excuse myself, it’s treason.

So what am I to you, a decoration?

You can’t make one rational decision.

Teach me to steal my dad's medication

and hand me a brand new addiction;

Have to give you up for rehabilitation

We're way past our date of expiration.

You demand an explanation

But I’m under no such obligation.