Im....my...own...friend
Find me
sometimes Im hiding
search for me
sometimes Im dancing
look for me
sometimes
I dont know where Im at
and
dont want to be found
seek me out
and call me
I might answer
or not
solitudes not always bad
when Im sad
or
when Im mad
or
when no other friend
is there
Im my own
and always will be
friend that is
are you?
If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Merry Christmas | 0 | 12/21/2009 |
| Im a Dancer | 0 | 12/11/2009 |
| Im....my...ow n...friend |
0 | 11/20/2009 |
| An Addiction | 1 | 11/17/2009 |
| My family | 0 | 11/09/2009 |
| Gotta get some | 0 | 10/28/2009 |
| Reconnect Me | 1 | 10/17/2009 |
| Love is the greatest | 1 | 10/10/2009 |
| Self Pity | 0 | 10/06/2009 |
| I Know Now | 0 | 10/06/2009 |
| My Teacher | 0 | 09/26/2009 |
| Gods got your name | 0 | 09/23/2009 |
| Dance....Like youve never danced before | 0 | 09/02/2009 |
| My childhood friend | 0 | 09/01/2009 |
| The Willow | 0 | 09/01/2009 |
| I call that Love | 0 | 08/28/2009 |
| Its been awhile | 2 | 07/05/2009 |
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