My Friend (Poetry Series)

My friend, she’s a wild one,

Long brown hair and blue eyes,

Dazzling smile, stinging sarcasm.

My friend, she knows words,

Words that captivate me ,

Stories I crave.

My friend, she tells me things will be alright,

She loves me the way I am,

Broken, shattered, cannot love myself.

My friend, she is hurting,

Words and shoutings cage her inside,

She tries to break free, but she is hurt,

I tell her things will be alright,

That I love her the way she is,

Broken, shattered cannot love herself.


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