Good Friend of Mine

I miss those days when I would simply write how I was feeling inside.

Make me feel less alone good friend of mine.

You’ve known all my fears and sorrows.

Only you know the best and worst in me.

Make me feel new again good friend of mine.

Oh to feel whole once again.

You always helped me write what I was feeling inside.

With you in my hand you make me feel safe.

You give me an unimaginable strength.

I’ve cried holding on to you tight.

I’ve stayed up with you all night.

I can always trust you to be there for me.

My pen you will always be.

As many of you have come to know with other blogs and poet's corner entries, I often times find refuge in writing. When it was hard to say how I felt or was scared of what others might think I would take to writing. So many times I wasn't even sure how I felt until I put the pen down. There were times I was scared to write because I didn't know what I would find at the end of the page. I found that when I wrote, it was truly the only time that I could completely let go of everything else. I still take to pen and paper even with all the technology around us, something soothing and comforting about it. It's like an old friend that no matter how long its been since you last saw them when you are finally together again it feels just like it always did.