There she is
Sitting on that wall...
When the wind is whispering
And my heartbeat slows...
Hurt and Anger
Confusion, Despair...
I wish I were beautiful
my complexion just right...
I wrapped myself
With your words...
Laying in the snow,
A rose so dark...
Everything is perfect, or so it does seem.
But when did the nightmares overtake the dreams...
I could tell you I was hurt
But that wouldn't say enough...
This is my first poem in quite a few months, so...
For all those times, you helped a friend
when it was you to blame...
No strength to get up
never wanting to sleep...
She has her best friend, its all she needs,
To get through this mess, will she finish her...