By Annette
Date: 11 February 1998

my friend

theres this girl who has a friend.
She loves her friend dearly. 
Shes become dependent on her friend.
She has a rage inside of her.
A silent one.
Shes loseing the battle of the heart and mind.
They dont work together anymore.
They push and shove at each other the heart and mind.
She dreams of a way to silence the fighting.
A Oh! so tragic accident,the poor girl.
but what of her friend.
She loves him.
She cant leave him behind to hurt.
She thinks of saying good bye to her friend.
They ll part happy.
He ll never know of her accident.
To give into it would be so easy.
The wonderful blessed accident.
She fights it each minute.
Its as strong as her,growing more so.
It leaves her weak and sad and lost and alone.
She doesnt cry from it anymore,
and thinks,,,how strange.