A Lament for a Troubled Friend

A Lament for a Troubled Friend

She be not fair,
 She be not rough.

She is not smart,

But she is not dumb.

She be not happy,

Unless with all of us.

She casts a smile,

Across the void,

Pretending that all is fine.

But I can see it in her eyes,

She thinks much differently.
For her eyes have betrayed her,

Yet again.

Oh how it is,

That I wish,

You did not feel this way.

I feel your pain,

And see it too.

And only wish,

I could take it away from you.

I spare a moment,

Of my time,

To think of you my friend.

To let you know that I am here,

If you ever need a chat.

So when the day gives way to the abyss,

I want you to think of me.

For I shall be your shining star,

When the walls and floors give way.

And leave you with nothing but,

That dark abyss you fear,

Think of me my friend.

And I shall think of you.