Dear friend
It hurts to see you this way
I can not see your face
But I see it in your words
I see you’re
Hurting so much with
Blood filled teardrops
Beginning to fall
We watch as
With each passing moment
Your soul blackens even more
Turning form warm and caring
To cold and unwilling
Unwilling to fight
The evil that binds you
Dwelling in this pain and sorrow
You push us away
In your time of need
We will not go
We will stand and fight
We will not let you go
You are our friend, brother
We will not let your soul
Turn forever dark
Together we will fight
This evil
And lighten the path home for you
Where you will be welcomed
Home with open arms
This is for you my friend, my brother
Theron Sliverrose
© Jeremy Conn
9-27-02
great poem