Poetry by Joey

Diamonds

I freak out and let you know

Picturing you getting a text from Joe

You must be wondering what's wrong now

But instead you reply with "I want to help, tell me how"

And I know I'll be ok

You still comfort me the same

I'm destructive when I'm alone

But you remind me to breathe slow

Sometimes I can't help it

I spin out of control with my fits

But you're always there to help me

Seeing you there helps me feel easy

So thank you to the best friend I could ever want

To the boy who says not to listen to my bad thoughts

I owe you my life for helping by being you

Thank you is not a big enough gratitude