you were never my friend.
No, you never were.
It was only when
I came out of the world
you made around us.
From comfort and unseen love
into the world that
comprised of many others.
And I....
I made adjustments
Trying to fit in somehow.
Of course,
this world is bad
Bad enough to die.
But then,
what is so good here
To die for?
I know
your heart bleeds
when you see me weeping.
But then, it's you only
to tell me
"Face it, fight it".
And I once again
Draw courage out of your
Seemingly indifferent disposition.
And it dawns upon me
I have yet again
Emerged as the winner.
I owe my success to you.
You are the winner
Your samskaras are.
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