My so called friend

Crushed-
like a pecan by pliers.
I'm sick of this bitch,
fucking trifling liar.
What the fuck did I ever do?
Why in the world would you want to cross that bridge?
Who will you turn to now?
No one else fucking liked you.
No Bitch, not even a smidge.
I'm the fucking reason that friendship still exists,
And this is how you thank me?
Throw me under the bus and slit my wrists?
You aint nothing but a whore
but I considered you a friend, so I kept quiet.
Now you gonna stomp on my toes.
Are you sure you want this riot?
You're lucky I have respect,
respect enough to keep the promise that I made.
Sure, I won't say shit
I'll do as he asked and let it fade.
But god knows I want to beat you to hell,
bury you in the grave that you dug.
But you aint even worth it
It's squashed,
like this friendship,
swept under the rug.