Starving Poetess Society page 23
A Friend
A new friend I found
While walking alone
Ordid she find me
Fate chance hand of God
We walked the dark Trails alone
She on hers, me on mine
Different yet the same
Our trails of shame and pain
Lightly and afraid we step this path
Small and careful our step
Heads bowed
watchfing each step
Our private demons howl our names
Our steps grow shorter
By smaller steps we move
The howls fade and melt
This new path was so very hard
Now made easier
As I have you
Watching my steps
Alexysa
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