A Friend
SHE IS MY FRIEND, A VERY SPECIAL WOMEN.
I WILL SUPPORT HER ROCKY ROAD UNTIL THIS BURDEN IS UNLOADED
WE WILL WRESTLE WITH THE TIGER UNTIL HE GET TAMER
SHE CARRIES ON HER FACE DEEP REGRET OF A HEART BREAK
TEN YEARS HAS SHE GIVEN FOR THE ACT THAT LIVES WITHIN HER
LEFT HER ASHAMED AND DISGRACED.
SHE FIGHTS TO CONTROL HER DELUSIONS, HER HEAD HELD HIGH AS SHE WALKS
PASS THE EYES THAT ACUSE HER OF THE ACT SHE WRAPS IN ILLUSSIONS.
I NEED SOMETHING TO HELP ME SLEEP THROUGH THE NIGHT
SO I WON'T REMEMBER THE AWFUL YEARS OF MY PAST LIFE. .
WALKING ALONE NOT SEEING HER TRUE FACE FOR FEAR OF WHAT
SHE SEE'S.
UGLYNESS SHE COULD NOT TELL APART FROM BEING DECEASED.
HER EYES ARE THE SIZE OF CRYSTAL BALLS FROM RETAINING ALL THE TEARS
SHE WON'T LET FALL.
SHE'S BEEN DISGUISING HER SELF TO FIT WHAT OTHERS RALLIED TO PRESIST SHE WAS STUDING LOOKING OUT THE WINDOW HOLDING ON TO A BLANKETTHOSE EMPTY FEELINGS DEEP INSIDE.
STILL SHE IS MY FRIEND UNTIL WE SCORE A HOME RUN.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
