"My Best Friend's Not Here"

Friends, depending on whom or what they are, are not always a good thing.

This is my pain's
Beginning,
As well as it's end.
I found my love,
My faith, my friend.
He helps me
Breathe, he helps me think.
I lie alone,
On the edge I sink.
But he is not here.
Or for you to see
Only inside, he dwells in me.
He helps me ache,
He helps me urn.
Alone I break,
While I sizzle and burn.
He can't be felt, he can't be shown.
We live a lie-for both, our own.
He makes me fake,
He makes me real.
He helps me dream,
He helps me feel.
He makes me weak,
He makes me dumb,
While he helps me live,
He makes me numb.
I love him now, always, forever.
Cutting pieces with a knife together.