Like the clouds
My eyes weep...

This is a poem my friend wrote when she lost her...
You'll never know the pain i feel...

Whilst sitting by the hot fire
I remember a time long ago...

Quiet hero
My Hero is the quiet type...

As i look in the mirror
It's not me that i see...

We cannot choose our parents
We cannot choose our life...

As jealousy rears its ugly head
Your body's raging, your eyes blood red...

You were nice once
We were the best of friends...

Circles...

How did it get like this
Where did it go all wrong...

The 1st time i noticed you
was when you defended me against that stick...

Here we are, 19 yrs old
The best years of our life were told...