By Roxxi

Sometimes they were
My only friends
Stuck by me
Through thick and thin

Sometimes I bought them
Like an honest person
Other times I stole them
There are no excuses for that

Sometimes I would
Talk to them
But somehow they
Already knew my story

Sometimes they did
Take away my pain
From pipe burns
And knife wounds

Sometimes they understood
Without any judgment
I really didn't want
To get them dirty

Sometimes I would cry
When I threw them away
It was like getting rid of
A small piece of me

Sometimes I miss them
And their comfort
But that's old behavior
I'm on a new journey now

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Copyright 2019 Roxxi
Published on Thursday, November 28, 2019.     Filed under: "Depressed" and "Poetry"

Author's Note:

It sounds nuts, but it is what it is.
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  • SolApathy On Saturday, January 18, 2020, SolApathy (559)By person wrote:

    A powerful write reminiscing of those memories that bore such a combination of pain and happiness... Like that salty sweet treat that has no right to taste that good...This is why we must never let those memories die though, they help us strive for something better, even if it may never come--The hope that it will keeps up from becoming numb...

  • Purposelessness On Saturday, November 30, 2019, Purposelessness (164)By person wrote:

    Sometimes it's so hard to stay away, good write I enjoyed this, it reminded me of how many times I've come back.

  • bobbery On Saturday, November 30, 2019, bobbery (66)By person wrote:

    good write!! we keep on stiching ourselves together

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