so i have this friend
the words he writes make my heart stop
he writes in such truth
the kind of truth i have pursued my whole life
he is filled with such sorrow
such confusion
such pain
when i look at him i see my own past reflected in his eyes
we tread different paths
have led different lives
but we have ended up here together
i wish
oh how i wish i could take all i have learned
pass it to him tied up in ribbon
but it doesnt work
i've tired
because the way I saved myself can not save him
we were broken in two different halfs
and no matter how much i may wish to
i have not the knowledge to help
but his words
oh how his words
paint beauty out of hardship
they are ugly and bleak and honest
and i wish i knew what to say to them
or if my silence said enough
i would like to be there
a silent friend
and i just hope he knows i always mean him well