My Friend

I would take my dearest friend.

 

When something happens

Someone dies, a breakup, a fight

She is always their for me.

I am forever talking to her

spewing my ideas, pouring my words onto her.

 

She will always help inspire me,

Until the day I expire.

I can not live without her

‘fore when I am not with her

I can not breathe.

So I would rather die than be without her

 

So Bury me with my best friend,

a pen and a notepad.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

Comments

Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

Powerful expression. Always let poetry fill your life. 

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