life

Ewe

Mentally ill people deserve to have friends,
to not be lonely,
to be heard.
God wants them loved
and cared for.
A mentally ill blogger I follow
rejoices when he finally makes a friend,
and I rejoice with him.
And then sooner or later
he alienates him
or her
and he laments.
Posted laments
for all to hear.
And I am sad for him
and I sigh.
Why is friendship with the mentally ill so challenging
and tiring
and sometimes mean?
Why does he shove his friends’ hearts
into meat grinders
leaving himself
alone

again

and

again

and

again.

There is no ewe in friendship.

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