The Best Friend I Have Discovered Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

I have stopped paying the price,
For decisions you've made to make...
At my expense I did to sacrifice,
Promises of benefits...
Others received to leave none in my sight.
While you depended on me being available,
To deceive you were representing...
My life to prioritize it as if,
I would not notice less quality and more blight...
You were repeatedly feeding in secret,
A hope I would acquire as an appetite to delight.

I have stopped listening with patience,
To tolerate and comprehend...
Your need to use my presence to convince,
Those to believe without you to defend me...
No attention to my wishes to desire,
Would I get to have them known and meant.

Oh yes.
I have been blessed to awaken,
To realize delusions fed...
Can not make a sandwich,
If I'm still looking for a way...
To afford the bread.

I have stopped paying the price,
To consent to my own negligence.
And no longer will you get to waste my time,
Pretending I am the one who suffers...
From disparities unknown to me.
When you have consistently created them,
To have me perceive you've always been...
A dear and close friend of mine.
The best friend I have discovered to find,
Is reality.