FriendFriend: A simple poem for Schmide.I dreamt once I walked alone, across a desert's distant sand But I looked down and saw you held my hand. I can't remember where we began or how many miles we've wandered Yet I know our fingers entwined that wherever our feet traverse From the desert to some distant distant universe that you and I shall walk side by side through wonders unnumbered we will gasp in awe and no terrors will dare as we together can face them backs straight as if we were ten feet tall hearts beating hands touching feet marching as it should be all in all for friendship shall last a
SingedFrayed along the edges, singed in the soul, sparks a dancing through my vision.Tell me it isn't so. Broken, bleeding, charred, and burned, no matter how you look at it, no matter where you turn. In the end its all the same, scorch marks from the flames, burned out, drop dead, sooner or later its how we all go out.Singed nerves screaming out for peace. Frayed sanity begging for respite, please, just a few more moments, just a few more days, how much longer mustwe stay, scorched, burned, singed, frayed, all along the edges at the remains of the day, bleeding out black, eyes flicker empty to the sky.Let the soul be free.Let it go.Let