The cold night

shining bright

The stars above

twinkling

the wind, the sky

dark and everywhere

the sense of comfort

so perfect and surreal

the life i miss

the life for which i'd kill

my best friend

short and unkempt

her laughs, and yells

never failing to make me content

the life i had

the life i miss

it seems like something 

you'd get from a wish

my eyes close

my breath slows

and on the memories i reflect

the silly stories

and camps backyard

as i see the moon

and i see the stars

i see the leaves

and i remember the life that used to be

a balance both parts

pain and joy

 

but reality wakes me

and bleakness hits

and im condemmned

to my monthly visits

to a new home strange and cold

as i leave the one place i could call my own

my false joy

and hope as well

as i sink further

into this hell

i see them then

a beaker of hope

and the light flows through 

the pain never ceases

but somehow it eases

my calloused heart too

but its easier now

that i've met all of you