We use to be close together, shared good times,
Helped each other through, bad weather.
There were few days, you would see us apart,
We had A friendship that connected,
Right from the start.
We could feel each other’s emotions,
As if we shared the same mind,
We would guide each other through, lonely times.
Our last time together, was just A normal day,
Then for reasons unknown, our friendship,
Just drifted away.
Over the years we cross paths, it’s just like the old days,
Then we part again, journey our separate ways.
We all have friends, we hold so close in our mind,
When we think of them,
A feeling of peace, happiness, comes every time.
During this life, most friendships, will drift apart,
We will only have A few, we keep as memories,
Close to our heart.
                                                          ­                                                                 ­   Tom Maxwell©

I hear my monsters.
They whisper in my ear
Pretty lies
Wish to die
"No one would care"

I hear their stories
They give me much fear.
Don't close your eyes
Do not sleep
Don't look in the mirror.

I feel your pain
It chills to the bone.
You lie
You try
When I ask "how are you?"

I wish I could do
Something to help you
I try
I'd die
To save you.

-3nwlry