
Friends, or sisters?Friends, or sisters? by ~iceprincess2016
Friends.
Give us strength.
Make us tough.
Dry our tears.
Share our grief.
They are there, even if we don't know it.
When we begin to think we are alone, they are there.
Just like a pleasant shadow.
A guardian angel, in different forms.
Each one unique, all understanding.
Even when they hurt us, sometimes it is for the best.
To teach us who to trust, to see the many flaws that make up human beings.
The ones who deserve it, will EARN forgiveness, not just expect it to come.
Not acting like nothing happened.
No matter what.
They will fight for us.
Why do we try?
Because, they aren't really my friends, in the sense of the word.
They are really my

Pains of the HeartPains of the Heart by ~iceprincess2016
Love
a tender thing
it can hurt
it can heal
love comes in many forms;
Family,
Friends,
even Pets.
Most abuse this love,
not knowing of true pain,
then claim to live a 'loveless' life.
Fools, all of them,
they do not know of true grief,
they never lost a piece of their heart
and have it never be able to come back.
It is a never ending hurt.
HE had been there for me my whole life,
then fate decided to pull a cruel prank
and decided to make him leave.
Forever
I wanna stay strong, I really do
everyday I struggle to smile, to laugh,
but the only pure emotion I feel
... is Hate.

Rose In DecemberRose In December by ~iceprincess2016
I wear a mask
Hidden behind a smile
No one seems to see
The pain I hide
I am a rose in December
Tears give me a release
Put the smile on around the others
At night, let them flow
Not a worry on my "pretty little head"
I hate it
I won't let myself feel
I just give up
But I will not die
I have a goal
I gotta keep fighting
I will not hurt myself
I just gotta keep fighting
One day, this will all end
It will get better
I have to keep fighting
Or I will fall
And freeze in the December snow
I am a rose in December

RiverRiver by ~iceprincess2016
River
flowing in a stream
fresh and cool
old and tainted
doesnt matter
it is still a river
but what is the purpose
of a never ending system
of the same path
the same rocks
the same plants
the same animals
the same everything
but there is a reason
for every rhyme
for one cannot exist
without the other
no man
can live without
a woman
no plant
can live without
water and sun
each is a never ending
river