As the teardrops fall
I realise that it is only a drop
In the vast ocean of sorrow,
The weeping will continue,
It is the very flow of life.
Unwelcome are the feelings,
Sorrow, grief, and betrayal,
The banks overflow
The river is swollen,
That river will never run dry.
The clouds have gathered,
Being upset and accepting grief
Is a part of life.
But how much harder does
Life need to get?
Why must we put friendship on the line?
Friendship is a part of life,
Like sorrow grief and even joy,
Yet so much pain comes from
Ones happiness, even if it does
Heal in time.
Loosing a friend
It hurts too much,
It should not happen to anyone.
Friendship is for life,
And should not last until the first open-fire.
Feelings could cost us so much hurt
But they are the things that make us
Friends are the same, they say.
Friends make you a person.