I have forgotten The sincere feeling Of having one true friend Meaning is lost Time is gained Life will never bend Truth has flown Faith has sailed Trust isn’t here Entertainment flies Dinners, jokes and lies All but I still fear That we may not Remember the times When we were tight The weirdest part Is that my heart Aches even when we didn’t fight Alas, brothers we are But only for Namesake Wolf in sheep’s clothing Is this bond Which inside is fake If only we Would remind ourselves The good days If only we Could live inside That imaginary phase Trusted and cared for The time was real It’s atmospheres that change We remain friends But like I said It’s a bit strange Though we are in touch To which I am grateful We don’t bond Oh, how much This could get hateful For a sinful pond Maybe it’s an eye Maybe it’s a sin Maybe it’s a time In which we’ve not been Maybe it’s a lie Maybe it’s not Maybe it could rise Or could it rot? But like I said Oh dear friend You are not dead So we won’t rend To me it lives And my belief Is stronger than mankind Yet there is grief And because You are here I will just Hold back my tear And go on With this charade To one long Artificial parade A state of mind In which I envision That we wind Around an incision Of some sort But either way This long ride Is but a trip And our tide I will always grip All Rights Reserved.