M: Pensive P: In car
If only I could hand my friend a dozen of these...
Heaven-made cloud balloons.
Hand her heart's sky the assurance of beauty it needs
Forever to reflect,
Eternally to rain over her inner world.
Be the decor Earth would envy
And yet,
I own a simple right to wish,
A sad alternative...
Thus, I'll wish
Wish for the right to see her happy
Wish for the right to have her face smile
Have her stand above coarse sadness
Untouched
Own the decor happiness would envy
For I envy sorrow,
And how his friends are dying happy
Happily dying to be happy
And she follows his trail
Becoming the beauty of death's decor
Author notes
She was my little sister who decided she knew the world...I tried helping, but in the end, she is so consumed by the "Bipolar/So cool to be psychotic" trend... Its stupid really.
Kristy
A contest entry
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Comments
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Interesting concept...
"Loneliness Has My Friend":
The composition has its poetential, (Poetic potential.) and it can become a masterpiece if proper revision is applied in all areas throughout its lines.
In respect,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
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its horrible to feel your grasp on her life slip through your fingers, i am sure you want the best for her as i am sure she will appreciate that sooner or later.
very well written and thank you for entering my contest!
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