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My Friend, Your Life

If I tell you, I have been there, my friend
Matters not, I too have seen it
So have thousands others, scarred by life
When life did not pan out how it was planned

If I tell you, people err, they improve, my friend
Matters not, when what has happened
Cannot be undone, edited, and altered to ease the mind
Once bled, forever spilled blood and tears

If I tell you, ten ways to solve the problem, my friend
And you are looking for just one, just one
That has nothing to do with the problem to solve
But everything about lightening your load, easing your heart

So, I will say this to you, my friend
Sometimes, all we need is to drain our hearts
Let it all come out, thrash and wail
Until there is nothing left there to hold

So, I will say this to you, my friend
Let it all out, we will leave the problems unsolved
Life will remain how it is, a most-treacherous examiner
Perhaps, all we gain is to get up and breathe un-laboriously again

The gulfs that separate you and me
Is a phantom of the mind
Despite the distance, I am here for you, just ask
I can be there like you have been for me

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Tags friends, friendship, poem, poetry

By Mars D. Gill

From an early age I wanted to make connections with people from across the globe. Allowing emotions to escape the deep recesses of one’s mind, and be spilled into a sheet of paper for the world to read lays an opportunity for reader and writer to combine in a nameless bond, one of oneness, and intrigue. It bares a private part of the writer for all to see. It is daunting and exciting. If a written word can dissipate the worry from another heart, if a written word can bring to a face a smile or a tear, then that connection is complete, and a word shatters the physical distance and brings souls together in harmony and joy. This is my dream, only a dream at the moment.

When I was 15 years old, we got a new English teacher. She spoke so beautifully and clearly and made me want to be a better person. Despite my age-old struggle with language(s), I was fascinated by the world of writing. My teacher inspired me to be a constant memory keeper. I feel at some level she taught me how to think.

Now years later, I am blessed with a career and a family that keeps me busy. However it is that 15-year-old in me that is knocking on my heart and via this little personal web site, urging for outlet for my life-long aspirations of writing and as well as begging for validation of all the dreams, old and new that just do not go away. So, here I am on word press with my own website to see where my dreams take me.

2 replies on “My Friend, Your Life”

Beautiful, runs deep and strikes a chord. Thanks for writing such gems.

Came from the heart, my dear friend.

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