Dormant

Dormant feelings of resentment
prodded into flames
sick of the lying
and infernal games

I’ve been a good friend
for many a year
covered for you
backed up your rear

I’ve held you 
while you’ve cried
to understand you
I’ve tried

I can’t do it anymore
I don’t get anything in return
here’s the door
I ask for help you spurn

I’m going to miss you terribly
the shared laughter, the many beers
I loved you like family
my self respect will dry my tears