A Friend Nobody Wants

He has one look, one puff, one strike and then he is gone..

And when all appears quiet again and the night, at the end of the day, returns, there he is… again.

One more look, another strike, and the tears that come with him, and then just like that he is gone…

And so the merry goes round and round. One moment there and then the next.

He likes it that way. Never loses his grip. He is the friend that no one wants. The companion of so many who lose themselves to him.

And he doesn’t mind all the bad publicity. He enters our life uninvited and outstays his welcome without a care in the world.

He ravages without prejudice. Young and old. All and everyone is fair game. To him, pain is the elixir upon which he thrives, and there is plenty of it, all year long.

He is both loved and detested. He can destroy but in spite of him, can also help rebuild.

He is like the movement of the moon, a flame that flickers, the gathering storm of a soul that thunders, the cries in the night of a friend in despair.

He is a combination of three words.

A.Broken.Heart.

 

ps.  If you have read my post “Betrayal – In Love One Moment, Out Of His Life The Next!” then you will know that a friend of mine has just experienced a very painful break up.  Having had first hand experience in the kind of heart ache that comes after a breakup, I have spent some time these past few days trying to support that friend.  It has been very difficult to watch his pain as if it was multidimensional and today, coming back from a visit with him, I jotted down at random some of the things I felt in his presence.  It’s not pretty but then again, depression and pain never are!

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