Shiny Friend
I have a friend that’s sharp and shiny,
It lives under my bed,
When I have a day I fell like dying,
My friend comes out to play.
My name is Areina,
I am 15 years old,
Every day I fell like dying,
But today I came close.
When my shiny friend,
Came out to play,
It slit my wrist,
It cut to deep.
Now I’m in therapy,
What good will that do,
When I get back home,
My shiny friend will come out to play.
In the shadows
I will wait
For the one
Who will rescue me
In the darkness
I must say
Until all day
Become night
For people
Who are broken
Their saving grace
Will never come
Here in the shadows
Here in the dark
He lies in wait
For the one
The people saving grace
The one to rescue me
He is doomed
His fate is sealed
If he comes
In this day he
Will die
Before the night
Shiny Friend
I have a friend that’s sharp and shiny,
It lives under my bed,
When I have a day I fell like dying,
My friend comes out to play.
My name is Areina,
I am 15 years old,
Every day I fell like dying,
But today I came close.
When my shiny friend,
Came out to play,
It slit my wrist,
It cut to deep.
Now I’m in therapy,
What good will that do,
When I get back home,
My shiny friend will come out to play.
In the shadows
I will wait
For the one
Who will rescue me
In the darkness
I must say
Until all day
Become night
For people
Who are broken
Their saving grace
Will never come
Here in the shadows
Here in the dark
He lies in wait
For the one
The people saving grace
The one to rescue me
He is doomed
His fate is sealed
If he comes
In this day he
Will die
Before the night
*I did not write this, I had to share it. This is a struggle (gay/straight) every one faces*
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