Friend Poem by Kev Elmer

So why do you hold this so dear?
Your love for pain is so clear.
With cuts on your legs and arm,
Why do you cause all this harm?
It hurts me to see you in this pain,
standing alone out in the rain.
Wont you on inside?
Walk on in and save some pride.
A problem shared is a problem halved,
and it's better than having your body carved.
So if you want to tell me your deepest fear,
I'll be waiting for you here.
This is what a friend is for,
so on problems you can close the door.