My Friend

by Elisa Miranda 4 months ago in sad poetry

I don't want to lose you.

My Friend

The mind is a beautiful and fragile thing

We need to be mindful to keep sane

We need to think to avoid trauma

We need to remember to feel loved

Sometimes the mind betrays us

Sometimes it leaves us alone

Sometimes it feels cracked into a million fragments.

Sorry, I'm not available for you today.

Sorry, for the pain today.

Sorry, I can not carry you today.

Why is something so precious so dangerous?

Yes a very fragile thing, this mind of ours, but I guess every beautiful thing in our lives comes with a price.

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