Best Poem of M.J. Henderson

At My Weakest
Im at my weakest when im curled up in a ball,
under my blankets,
clutching my teddy and finally when i cry myself to sleep.
How can you call me your friend when im such a dry baby?
I don’t deserve you at times. . . .
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Darkness Be My Friend
As the sun sets and the moon rises,
I start to fell afraid.
Afraid about not seeing the sun again,
Afraid about being stuck with the depressing moon.
As the night wears on,
I sense something following me.
I turn around as fast as lightning
There’s nothing there.
At least nothing I can s . . .
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