B talks to A
only to lick their dreamt-up wounds
- and I wonder why.
When one can barely understand
and reconcile
with their own life,
what good of consulting another?
I see
I hear
nothing but farce.
Should you face
the many hurdles of life
that is,
for one
life
and one
only
the terms are clear
-
pain lives
and thrives
when others are welcomed.
For with friendship
with love
comes obligations
and that is a feat
never possible to conquer.