Love, the trial, the painful road

It tests us in our time

Long and harsh and full of poison

This is what we find

Our friends betray us and turn the tables

Try to find our strongest foibles

The road of love is full of darkness

It rips and tears at our personas

But keep on walking, straight and true

The light will come and pay its dues

The storm will pass, and nature call

Letting you rest in each others arms

And if this bond be truly meant

Nothing will ever break its strength


-I was never the best at poems, though my teachers told me otherwise. I haven't written one in a long time. I don't usually aim for any sort of rhyme or pattern, so much as just stating phrases that seem to fit together to make a bigger picture. I feel this might not exactly be the strongest piece for you, but I wrote it on the spot hoping it might bring a little extra strength. I wanted to add something about true friends, but couldn't think of anything and left that out. I figured you might appreciate it. However let me say this: You are not weak. Sometimes we need to let off a little pressure in our lives.

Sorry to hear about your teacher passing. I may not have known him but I'm sure he was pretty cool to warrant your feelings towards him. Best of luck to you and your mate. You have my support and encouragement, even if you don't really believe or accept it.