The death of a bond

Broken bonds
Hold no care
We only share
A memory of our past

Even past
The evidence of time
I taught this friendship would last
Guessing that was only me

Both turning our backs
We walked away
In the future
I might regret my mistakes

Bonds taught
Thicker than blood
Only same to cut
So more easily

Blood clots
And dry’s upon a wrist
As another bloody fists
Stops destroying its self

Prides ever blooming
Never admitting
But emotions always
Show the truth