A friend that I had a lot in common
A friend that saw their old self in me
A friend that knew I was alone
And a friend that always had my back

We'd read books
We'd write poems
We'd watch movies
We'd talk about everything

But it was when we got too close
Too close that made me feel afraid
Too close that I distanced myself
Too close that I often never replied

He knocked at my door, I never opened
But he still cared
He said I'd call him, I never did
But he still cared

I know I've changed
But now I saw him happy
Happier than being with me
So near yet so far

Now I opened my doors
But he wasn't there
I tried calling him
But he wasn't there

Now I regret
That I long for that friend
I had a friend
That friend I took for granted

When i first kissed you it felt like God created you for me

I felt like i was the other half of your rib , your eve

You held my hand with such security , the way a mother holds her baby the first time it's in her arms

We fit perfect sleeping next to each other , You were my missing puzzle piece

I just want some calm.
But my body won't allow it.
The strain of this life
threatens to pull me apart
like a worn piece of paper.

All I can do
is take a deep breath
and pray
I can keep things together
just a little longer.

By. Lauren

I do not want to be depressed.
Mom I am trying.
I can not keep apologizing.
I took the blade to my own skin it was not a demon from god.
I'm just trying.
Mom will you listen!?
I can not apologize.
Mom I do not believe.
Why must you say that I brought this upon myself?
Mom god did not send me a devil.
You can not drown my depression in a sea of Jesus.
Mom I brought this upon myself it is all my own mind.
Mom I can not believe.
Not in a god you claim made me this way.
Mom.
I do not want to be depressed.
I just want to be me.
To be free.
Not free from a demon
But free from me.

sweet as our lips,
summer boy,

dream of blue stone,
as the night flows like a tide,

burgeoning like a drifting
cloud,

you are my boy of dream,
blossomed from water
and moon,  from crystal light -

i long for you
summer boy,

as the last stars vanish,
blunted like the hills.