will you be my friend?

There are so many things going on my head Its dark emptiness with plenty of things to say Like poem and story ideas, some bad thoughts that don't go away I hope at least some of these thoughts and memories stay But when I am in the darkness I know there will be light on its way Even if I can't see the light I know I will eventually be okay So to be less scared of the scary thoughts i say hey Maybe i should go alone to a café And get to know them for a day Then my thoughts could call me s friend and not their prey Hopefully they won't betray And they stop leaving me in a dismay I feel something burning with me Is it energy, happiness? Could that be a possibility No. It is all the pain and thoughts that have been stored up All my poems are filled hurt and just left as a word dump Something is wrong with me and I can't figure it out This isn't all for attention or some kind of pout I know most of my words people doubt Maybe i could make myself a new sprout And hopefully the sprout doesn't die because the drought... And maybe i can fix myself again when I find what's wrong So I'll hope i can be strong Till the very end, and hopefully that end is soon.