My Friend & I Poem by Engy El Ghanam

I used to feel safe when I go to that place in my mind
Where through the stacked up fears, was the peace Id find
Beyond the vivid color of life's confusion
That painted the darkest sides of my illusion
In me I hid you, inside my heart and head
And in my dreams a thousand roads to you have lead
We were brought together, , , you and me
Blended with the mist of that jasmine tree
Where no wind shall blow, no storm would rise
No hope falls low, and no disguise
You were four and I was three
We had no fear of what would be
And as we grew we never thought
Of the parting that time had brought
Twenty six years later.. Here we are
Too close….too far
And we're dinning on our own
Look how far we've both grown!
I lived my years in search for you, for the lil kid
For you is all the love I hid
thought its warm and safe to have you near
Thought I'd face the world and have no fear
But the glimpses of past you brought with you
Has altered all the facts of life I knew
You changed, I changed, and time is untraceable
And the void in my beliefs is unbelievable
Now a storm would rise or end and nothing goes the same
Even memories shrank to fit the frame
Like the sea with the angry words of its crashing waves
And the silence………………………………….that it craves
am happy ……………………………………….and am sad
You're good……………….....…………….. yet partially bad
I peeled off the face I've known…………………....i let it fall
And the worse I get before my own…. The better I am before them all.
You and me look so much like one another
Every step I take belongs to someone else or something other
I do behold the traits I hate the most in you
I'd go back and forth to decide how much or few
but If the pain is a choice for a cure
Should Be silent as you endure
because We can't undo what's done
And cant retrieve what's gone
Or else wouldn’t be such word 'regression'
Before myself and before your own that's my confession
And memories are no good.....are no good
They keep on hold what to forget you should
And the closure has a message to send
'The controversies of one's self do blend '