I just need a friend right now.
One that wont run somehow.
Ill admit, i've been a bitch.
I'll say it for the world to read.
I spread a lie that i thought was true.
When i should have confronted you.
We've "made up" a time or two.
But I still hear no word from you.
Im concerned dear friend,
I do care.
I want to know what saddens you.
And I want to know the full truth.
If Ive said something, If Ive not.
If me loving him still hurts your heart.
Ive been down a darkened road,
Still recovering from the scars.
I noticed your lost smile, my friend.
So maybe you need me more than I need you to smile.
Tell me, and i will listen.
I will breathe, and stand my ground.
It may hurt. But I WILL LISTEN.
Because thats what family is all about.
Copercurlz
YOU ARE READING
My war.
PoesíaI have been diagnosed, ripped apart, shot down, kicked around. But ill be on broadway. Even if i have to buy a street, name it broadway and perform. In all seriousness, instead of sleeping forever, i wrote out my war.
