What Is a Friend?

What is it like

To not have a soul?

To be devoid of not only sorrow,

But happiness?

Not only pain,

But love?

What is it like

To live without a friend?

To languish in your burdens alone,

To know that your thoughts are unseen,

That your cares are unheard?

What is it like not to care?

Would a friend heal your pain?

Would a friend know the answer?

Would a friend know you?

Would a friend care?

But what is a true friend?

And where can one be found?

The answer to this, I may never know.

To live in the shadows

Without consolation,

Unseen by the world,

And to struggle alone,

That is the curse that I may ever bear:

To live without a friend,

And die without love.