Saving Hug Poem by Anne Unknown

It is a simple touch,
to hug someone.
It doesn't mean much,
for some people.
But if I say,
that because of my hugging friends,
I have found my sanity once again,
you probably wouldn't believe me.
It is true, though,
My mind was in a dark place,
until I found my friend in America again,
who understood me.
But it wasn't enough,
I could only talk to her on the phone,
or through emails.
The time I spent at school got darker,
and darker,
until I almost felt as if I lost my mind.
Then, from out of the blue,
a group of friends came to me,
and made me feel welcome.
They hug me everyday,
and for them the embrace probably means little,
but the warmth of their embrace,
helps me through the day.
The feel of someone's arms around me,
is like glue,
when it feels like I'm falling into pieces.
So, as I am given a hug from someone,
they make me feel better,
with one simple touch.