When

[GhostWolf]

When the time comes, who will know?
Who will be there, who will show?
Life is full of challenges, full of tests,
Who will morn our final rest?
Will i be missed, or no one cares?
Will memories of me ever be shared?
In a full room i feel alone,
No matter how many i have known.
Is love real, or just a mans fantasy?
Can not help but wonder , will it find me?
All these fears, and all these thoughts,
Make all so many, feel all so Distraught.
Is it love eternal, or just right now?
Will we know the difference, do we know how?
So many things fill our minds,
not too many troubles are one of a kind.
Yet we turn inward instead of out,
in our minds, alone we pout.
Instead of reaching out, or looking up,
We let our own sorrows fill our cup.
what use is a friend if we do not use them?
Those who say they they will be there no matter when.
When we must reach out, why do we not?
Why is fear of shame such a horrid thought?
Be they friends of the mind for real,
They listen and sooth, no matter what we, or they feel.
When the time comes, a time of need,
Reach out, on yourself do not feed.
When all is said, and all is done,
We do not need to alone, the one.
Be it family, or be it friend,
Some will always be there, till the end.
I hope you listen, please take heed,
A friend in doubt, is a friend in need.
It all comes down to this, now and then,
We all need some one, just a matter of, When.

[SummerStorm]

honey that was beautiful