When I come to you

 for help

And start with what's wrong

You only see an attack

And hit ..back

And leave me in shreds

to turn to you 

when most in need

Is when the most

I bleed

It is now years since

The soul a shadow

Without growth

Faint dreams of destiny

Of purpose taunt

But sting no more

Rage bubbles up now and then

But I have made 

A friend

Of betrayals

Of opportunity flowing by

Untouched

Of withered meanings

Slenderest strands I am made

And hang

And wait

For the end to come

May others be happy