Black Kettle

Kettle, stove, fire and flame;

We assume so much; and so quick to blame -

Accuse others of thoughts wrong -

Realize now; is friendship strong?

Had so much trust in said; I said and said and said again

I poured my heart, I bled and bled, my blood is red and rushes my head

Can I give up the one confide? Can I drop my concubine?

Fucked up and crazy, my words given out, I should have just screamed them out!

Your wrong! I’m not always the one who's right; but all you say - you fuss and fight

I give up having to edit my lines; I express my thoughts; I’m one of a kind -

Whatever it is you are going through, I hope you do what you said you’d do -

For now, separate - not like our past, time will tell if our Friendship will last -