*A TRUE FRIEND*

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*A TRUE FRIEND*

Smoke haze skies fill my lungs or am I disguising my unhealthy consumption of something that was natural for something that could become habit? My eyes transform into fireballs, is it from all the anger and rage I feel or is it a sign of me craving more of you? As I indulge in another delightful treat my body begs for more, my mind races as I think of life in a sobering manner, is this natural or just an unhealthy desire? Why do I need you so much? You use to chase me and even call out my name, but now I stalk you, wanting and needing to be with you daily. You are fulfilling and no doubt a problem solver, am I fooling myself? are you not the good friend I thought you were? or are you just putting a band-aid on my problems that will later escalade into something much greater. I’ve tried to free myself of you but the love I feel for you won’t allow me to. Your intoxicating demeanor has me begging for more, as you enter my body the experience is overwhelming yet breath taking, I can see clearly now, or are you just blinding me from what I choose not to see or deal with? I am so happy when you’re with me, your presence has yet to bore me. When I see you I light up with excitement just at the thought of the session that will soon take place. But when you’re gone I’m left feeling empty and alone. Are you the kind of friend I really need or just  and evil temptation? True you help me hide who I really am, not to mention make my problems seem small or obsolete, but what I really need and desire is a real true friend, one who excepts me for who I am and loves to see me happy at all times.




written by: Tanisha K. 1/08 

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optimistic commented on *A TRUE FRIEND*

07-14-2009

Very interesting I believe this was a big evil temptation of mine. After getting back into school and taking test the brain went left from the same passion I had it is fun and a friend, one can do without. The passion for writing explodes with reasoning to do more poems, you are a poet waiting to explode on paper keep writing and as always, great write.

harmony74 commented on *A TRUE FRIEND*

06-01-2009

Very passion filled..I like poems with passion!! This sounds more then "friends" ..Is it about uncertainty of how the other feels for u?

BeyondBlessed

06/01/2009

aww thank you for commenting on my poem. It is actually about 2 habits we sometime call our friend but is nothing more than an evil temptation(feel me?)

BeyondBlessed

06/03/2009

well.... It's actually about 2 habits we sometime call our friend but is nothing more than an evil temptation

Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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