Dear Friend,

My heart rips when I see you heartbroken,
I am weak when you are weaken,

Sometimes I wish,
Sometimes I bliss,
that you would just smile,
A Real Smile,
A face that shows that tomorrow is going to be okay.

To take that mask and break it,
To know how you truly feel,
To have you let go of the hurt,
To see you happy.

Dear Friend,

I am nothing but another person,
I cannot control how you feel,
but when you continue to hurt,

Over and Over,

I must restrain myself,
I want to yell out,
For I am seeing a majestic creature killing itself,

Dear Friend,
You tell me that everything will get better,
but I see no difference,
I see only pain,
day to day,
every
day,

Dear Friend,
I wish I can do something,
I want to take on the burden,
so that I can see you free,

But these problems,

I can advise,
I can make you laugh,
I can take away the pain,
but only temporarily,

Because I cannot solve,

Because these problems are;

A Life Journey,
taken,

A Life Lesson
learned,

A Lifelong memory,
to be kept,

A Lifelong experience,
to be felt,

by my Dear Friend,

All Taken,
By Choice,

By My Dear Friend.

So there we are,
You’re sitting in the chair,
Your dimpled smile,
My frizzy hair.
Being intrigued,
We stop and stare.
A friendly remark,
In which we share.
This could be something,
And I’m not scared.
I'm ready.

What I feel inside
When I think of you is light
It brightens my day

i have countless scars
on my skin from a
battle with depression
i almost lost. twice.

i have twelve scars on
my leg from a car
accident that saved
my life.

i have tracks of stretch
marks on my *******
and thighs from growing
up too fast

i have a million freckles
on my face spattered
from too much time
in the sun

i have curves that
show my womanhood
gifted to me by the
devil: puberty

i have so many
distinctions that make
me who I am. These are
my marks.

I close my eyes and picture our first kiss.
Passion, love, serenity and bliss
can all be tasted on your lips
felt corsing through your fingertips
as the world around us ceases to exist

My heart burns
from pain.
from joy.

I helped someone I loved.
To a rival.

Feeling of regret,
but feeling of assured.

Feeling of completeness,
but feeling of emptiness.

Feelings of hurt,
but feelings of happiness.

I helped someone I loved,
but did I help?

*Myself?