Best Friend, A Poem

Best Friend

Desperate look with bloodshot eyes,
Liquid fix helps the hours you cried.
You yell for me, shout for me,
Begging to save.
Grab for me, grasp on me,
Always your way.
Threw you a dozen ropes of remedy,
Marveled at the woven noose of travesty.
How did you do this to us?
Why do you do it to yourself?
The ropes turn to the sharpest thorns,
My blood, dignity, trust is scorned.
Still you yell for me, shout for me,
Begging to save.
Grab for me, grasp on me,
Always your way.
Figure it out now with me gone.
I’ll take a new path that can’t be wrong.
How did you do this to us?
Why do you do it to yourself?
My friend, I wish you all that shines.
Free from ropes, alone you fly.
I can’t let you yell for me, shout for me,
Beg me to save.
Grab for me, grasp on me,
No longer your way.
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