Dec 15

What Friends are For

Tears stream down the sides of my face,
My breath no longer steady.
I moved faster than a bullet
But my walls came down anyway,
Crumbling to the dirt,
The dust hanging around my darken figure.
I tried to build it up alone
But new bullets would hit,
Crashing them down again.
Finally out of exhaustion I fell towards the ground,
The sunlight turned to dark.
My eyelids heavy, my body waitless,
The silence everywhere.
But then it all snapped back like a rubber band
My friends caught me as I fell,
They helped me rebuild
Up into the skys,
We beat the bullets
Rebuild the walls.
My mind at ease again,
Knowing my friends will always be there,
This is what friends are for.