Mel. D. Poems
|4.||Daddy's Little Soldier||9/26/2012|
|5.||In The Corner||10/13/2012|
|9.||So Far Away||7/17/2014|
|12.||In Your Arms||10/7/2012|
We've always been the very best of friends,
And I told her all of my secret stuff,
Private matters she promised to defend,
And I thought that her promise was enough.
She knows that my life has been pretty tough,
And I thought that she understood the need
To keep to herself the parts that were rough;
That's the arrangement to which we agreed.
But apparently trust is too hard to heed,
For she spilled to someone she barely knows,
Dug up and told what in her I'd buried,
So now she must reap what it is she sews.
My closest friend has become a stranger; ...
I sneak through the woods
where everything is covered in snow.
While walking as quiet as I could,
I try not to let my panic show.
The snow is so clean and cold
as it whispers promises of no return
to a horrid place called the World
where everything is painful and burns