I hate going on vacation because then I am away from the one that keeps me sane. I'm away from my best friend. He is the reason why I'm still here, he is my rock. I love him with all my heart. He is my one true friend and the one that doesn't judge me for being myself. He knows when I'm sad and he tries to comfort me. He is the reason I'm still here. He can put a smile on my face when all I want to do is cry. He makes me mad and I irritate him but at the end of the day he is the only one I can trust. I love him and I'm starting to go crazy without him here.
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The broken
PoetryThe stinging burn of the water from my fresh cuts. The hot salty liquid streaming down my red hot cheeks. The times I am in so much pain that I can't even cry anymore.
