My Only Friend
My only friend,
loud amid the day and continues through the night
my biggest advocate, my most lethal enemy
my poisonous lover
My only friend,
is no where to be found
yet appears when least expected and
torments me as I struggle to find truth
My only friend,
exists within me yet screams so loudly as if outside of me
as it stabs me and comforts me simultaneously
perhaps its only a figment of my imagination
My only friend,
is the one thing I can’t live without
My only friend,
is my mind that roams the emptiest of rooms
the darkest of hearts
and the deepest of eyes
as it searches for answers never explained
and phenomenons never explored
My only friend,
is a thought that enters by day and leaves by night
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