My New Friend

My only friend has been there
For as long as I remember
December
Cold and furious, through this
I met my friend
Mend
Oh how my friend fixed my pain
Sewed together pieces of my life
Strife
I would run to my friend
Like a happy rush, feels so good
Should
I keep my friend a secret?
Yes, it is a need
Feed
My desire to be with my friend
As I shut out all my others
Cover
Where I go when I’m with my friend
Clean up all the evidence so no one ever knows
Does
My friend mean enough to me?
I think the meaning is too much
Such
Pain and sorrow I thought my friend
Helped to relieve
Sieve
And sift through emotions
Which ones are real?
Feel
The ones my friend doctored in my mind
And then the deeper thoughts
Sought
Out control, a better greater feeling
But in reality it was one of my friend’s tricks
Fix
The wounds time has tread upon my skin
A careful path for people to also tread
When they see scars and ask with dread
Was it me or my friend who happened to win?
 

Reviews

[lindsay]

ohhh i love the flow in this poem!
pretty damn outstanding