My Friend

by thisisme   Aug 23, 2009


I'm crushed on the inside,
so I release it from myself
by reuniting my old friend
and not asking for any help.

We once again meet up
remembering our recent past.
Sighing as I think about
how long this relationship will last.

My friend gives me a reminder
of what I decided to do.
I then begin to listen
and follow its little cue.

My friend provides an escape
as I listen to its voice.
This is far to much to take.
This is my only choice.

I bend my head down slowly
watching as I obey
the little thoughts inside my head
saying this will make it okay.

I do feel slightly relieved
after the deed is done.
My friend has taught me control
and a little bit of fun.

I smile as we depart
knowing this won't be the last.
I know this isn't the way to deal,
but it sure helps me fast.

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