Why Words?

When that friend I trusted with all my heart,

Without a reason who began to grow apart;

Or that guy who I loved with all my soul,

Left me with nothing but an irreparable hole.

When in tough times I failed a test,

Expectations, peer pressure, or being second best;

When I feel all my hopes dashed in dirt,

Broken, crushed, can't be mended, so hurt.

Whenever I feel lost or confused,

Like the world is making my brain circuit fused;

When I try and try and try but no one sees,

Or for something I can't change, people laugh and tease.

When I lose confidence to stand up again,

That's when it comes to my rescue, my pen;

The ink flows across pages,

As the tears roll down for ages.

As I die every second in my bed or the shower,

I resort to the safest source, my imagination power;

And make up people who I wish were here

And talk to them till there's no pain and no fear.

Cry to them as if they listen to my trouble,

Stand by me, but also respect my bubble;

They never ask more than I want to say,

Hang around till I need them, night and day.

I know I can trust them, my secrets they won't spread,

But I don't know how long I can keep living in my head;

I can feel their hugs, their kisses, and their love,

They make me feel like a safe, snow-white dove!