The Treasure of Friendship
If a thought crosses my mind,
I can share it with the one beside me.
If a question comes to consciousness,
I can dictate it to the group around me.
If a fear sparks in my eyes,
I can alleviate it as they comfort me.
All of them are all I wait for every day of work.
Each friend I hold dear,
Their company is my greatest treasure.
But if these friends faded away,
I am left with solitude within me.
If these companions abandoned me,
I only have the fear of all that is around me.
If there were no one to speak with,
I would be filled with the shadows strangling me.
No one to confide in, no one to spend time with.
Every day becomes a battle,
To not hate the deficit inside my heart.
But, as I know my friends are loyal still,
I trust and care for all of them,
To be what they are for me.
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