Friends

A FRIEND POEM

Friends

I need them

My socialism seems to decline

I feel alone

It feels like a giant hole

With no gravity

Inside

But there is no inside

Of a hole

Then it’s not a hole

But there’s a hole

In my heart

Alone

Like a cloud on a perfect day

Except it’s not a perfect day

Days are not perfect

Unless you have clouds

Fluffy clouds

Stormy clouds

Stormy clouds are not bad

They are alone

Lonely

But friends

Can be different

Fluffy clouds and stormy clouds

Share one sky

One sky

Is shared by everyone

Everyone has a sky

Everyone has a friend

Clouds have friends

Different friends

All friends share one world

Everyone are friends

If you share the world

Together

By Alex