The Listning ear.

To a best friend
From a best friend.

To hear her helpless cries,
So obvious,
So depressing,
They are killing me inside.
Its obvious shes unhappy,
I hear her silent cries for help,
Through her writing and her tears.
Trying to find reasons to run and hide.
Sworn to secrecy,
It makes me scared
To know she is so stressed,
So worried,
Paranoid,
Upset,
Depressed,
It crushes me inside.
But I cannot tell anyone.
I cannot.
I will not.
I'm sworn to secrecy.
I love to talk with her
And help her all I can,
But in the back of my mind,
I defiantly know,
I cannot help forever.
She needs to let it out,
Not keeping it locked up inside,
I will be her private journal.
She can tell me everything,
Sworn to secrecy it will be.
I will keep it locked up in my heart.
I am always here to help.
That is the best friend's roll.
But its also the best friend's roll to worry,
To be concerned,
To really wonder.
To cry for her pains,
While wiping away her tears.
To prey every night,
Every single night,
For her safety and well being.
It crushes me inside.
Kills me again and again with each new concern and worry.
But I will be strong,
For both me and her,
Always her supporting crutch.
For that is the best friends roll,
To lend a listening ear,
But no matter what I will be strong,
Because I AM the listening ear.