Hey... I Like Your Socks Poem by show me the glint of light on broken glass

This seemed to be another blank and empty page
Until your memory released me from this dismal cage.

I was a stranger
To whom the world kept getting stranger
My soul was ready to ignite
And I needed some advice

But
I am no one
Nobody would care

I just kept thinking
Sinking
In my stupid
Invented state of plight

Cursing all things beautiful
and happy people of good intentioned will

It took a mere millimeter shifting on your face
And five stupid words that seemed to be laced in grace

Slightly kissed with hues of existence vital yet delicate
my life became your canvas from which you would agglomerate
What would be the closest thing to happy
that all my memories would ever amount be

And I thank God for sending you my way
To wipe the dour and broken from my face
Even though you were just a phase

My dear friend
You were the best escape