finding friends to see what they would say.
I begged of them random words of kindness.
Unloyal as they are, let it be, don't take it serious.
I don't care if my friends are honest,
their words soothe my heart and give me momentary peacefulness.
When the effects die away I find my friends again for the same purpose,
to indulge in their words in a state of faintness.
Lord, don't make me come to my senses.
If you do, I'll have to face life-long loneliness.
