Temptation can quickly pile up its load of worries,
Everywhere I look is a wrong turn to take,
I am the easily overlooked person who has no voice,
The one who Is quickly forgotten by the false friend,
Promises that are formed easily on her tongue,
Are not followed through with any actions,
Always asking for help when it’s convenient,
But, running around chasing the highlights,
The sorrows of lost friendship sadden me,
My deep care for others is repaid by forgetful loyalty.
This morning I bring this to God,
Sadness reminds me to pray for strength,
Knowing I can’t do this alone,
There’s too much disappointment to face,
I desire freedom from betrayal’s prison,
To be surrounded by a merciful crowd,
Who won’t crumble when friendship costs,
When asked the question of, “Do you know me”?
Won’t follow Peter’s glib denial of ignorance,
Friends who stand with me when the chips are down,
My voice crying in the wilderness of the lost trust,
Heard again by Compassion who walks with me.