A poem

As I walk through life I see a long journey of hate, love, and confusion

I see myself in the abyss of in-compassionate souls and ask who will help

I see problems after problems and find myself lost in the abyss

But along comes a friend and takes my hand and pulls me out

She says “no reason to panic I am here to help” and I ask why? And she says

“I’m here to be your friend.”

A poem By Tyrone Garcia

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