[Please read the bottom of the journal first for a small note]

As if his worries of something else weren't enough
To someone else, he made quite a bluff
The message you sent
Caused a lament

It made Bramwell want to leave
And go hide to grieve
But simply hid instead
And laid his head

Bramwell thought of the worries of something else
And his worries simply made his heart melt
He worried and worried about his beloved friend
And hoped that they would mend

But like he, Bramwell's friend felt broken and sad
And this week was simply bad
And it nearly drove Bramwell mad

Small Note:

 [Bramwell is my main fursona, a grey-furred wolf with a black and red mohawk that turns into a back mane as it travels down his spine. He has smol black birb wings that aren't fully grown and has sea blue eyes.  He's my main bc he's my most developed. [Art will be posted of him later)---  also i rhymed as best i could but their is nothing that rhymes with else]