Lost Friends

Day after day,
I watch the time slip away.
Meeting new people, gaining new friends,
when all the sudden, the friendships end.
Now im soon to be alone,
and I got nowhere to call my home.
I have to leave the people who make me feel safe,
Im leaving them and going to an unknown place.
What will happen? Will I survive?
Will I get stabbed in the back with a knife?
I don't wanna leave TBA,
cuz this place has helped me in many ways.
When I first came, I couldn't sit down,
and you'd never see me with a frown.
But now I know not to hide what I feel,
cuz I understand that talking will help me heal.

Wonderful.

I hope you keep a *written* journal of all your poems. They are precious.

They will leave a legacy of your soul - of all its ups & downs - far more exquisite and eloquent than any scars on the arms.

Thank you for sharing here of your writing.

--lovingly quiet

thanks and I do. I write all the time...thats the only way im surviving