Childhood friends

Whenever I read posts from old friends,
I hear their voice I remember when we were little kids.
Is it the personality I can relate to?
When we hang out every once in a blue moon,
I recognize a part of you that has never changed.
So much missing right now...
Better to miss than to grow tired, I guess.
We can never go back to what we once were.
as time fades away...
we become legends of our time.

Nobody gives a fuck about a mans feelings.

Is something my dad told me, once.
To care about feelings, not good.
Lost my innocence, reprogram my mind.
Look at love in the face. Look at love fade like a fog.
One night my brother let the cat out,
and he came back dying. "I did it to myself! I did it to myself!"
I beat myself too hard because I can't afford to cure him.
I feel every ounce of guilt when he coughs in the night.
I'm too busy to be sad. At work, I said "he's going to die anyway" with a frown shunned
away from the eyes of a nobody. I love my cat. I am angry at other people. who probably
remind me of myself. I don't know what to do but wait for death.
I want to do something, but I can't. Before my cousin emailed me and wrote to me. I havn't
spoke to him in five years. Part of his letter he told me cats themselves would probably
be better off living free in nature, this human-constructed society that
we live in wasn't made for them and they just stay confused and dependent. [confused.
a part of me, like a part of my life, like a part of this poem, like part of my cat.
keeps on going until
it
dies.
maybe that is the moral of the story. because if it is, I can certainly die happy.