Poem: best friend (bruises)

[Header Photo by Anna Elgebrant Rekstad on Unsplash]

her best friend
is sorrow

she can hide with
under the covers

to beat herself up
in peace and quiet



look at all those bruises
she said

i don’t know how i got them
she added

beating yourself up
he said

i thought that was only metaphorical
she sighed



her best friend
is sorrow

she can hide with
under the covers

to beat herself up
in peace and quiet

—P.L. Thomas