Junior Year Oh Dear (4th poetry book)

2-27-17

I made a new friend today.

Even though I'm sad, she makes me feel okay.

My feelings are falling away as wax.

But I pray as good as she is, she'll stay.

She doesn't realize who I really am skin deep.

Again at nights I weep.

I want my depression to relax.

I day dream of sleep.

She is the new laugh I have.

She's slowly changing my heart's mayhem.

I'm afraid to show her the dark.

Why is my head clouded? Why is my heart afflicted and stabbed.

My relationships have become polyamory.

My boyfriend understands but deep down I worry.

He is my everything.

So is my guy best friend, so is she; should I say sorry?

No, because love is love.

But it seems the amount of people I love is not enough.

Why depression, Why do I hate me?

What have I become?

These people will not tear me apart.

Everything else seems to prick my heart.

I love them equally.

Can my self hate depart?