From a Friend (the kind of friend we all deserve, that we are lucky to ever find)

There's one I know for whom
Love is a war
He always feels that he is losing
There's one for whome
A day that's a bore
Is a luxury beyond choosing
A mind full of woes
That overflows
And never slows
Or comes to empty
Silence Strenuous
Mood Tempestuous
With a tenuous
Neural Chemistry
I want to hold him fast and still his fears
Each foe that rears
Slay them all to the last
But modernity's swarm surrounds us both
We just stay close and keep each other warm


You are a good friend and a good person! we are all trying!