I call out to you,
In the dark blue night,
And you aren't there to return my call.
I search for you,
In the cold scratching briars,
I can't find you anywhere to help me out.
Where are you, My dear friend,
When I need your guidance to find my way?
Where are yo;u, My long lost friend,
When I need your strength to fall apart in?
Where are you when I need your shoulder to softly cry on?
Anytime you call out to me,
I drift to you on soft angel's wings,
To save you from whatever colors your nightmares.
But any time my wings fall off,
You leave me alone in a cool dark ocean,
To find my own way out of the fearful waters.
My dear friend, when I call out to you,
I would like for you, to listen.
Just as I have, so many nights for you,
When the dark eyes of your pain are glistening.
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12-10-08
about a friend
