.
Carve love into actuality,
Make peace with pretense,
See the body as real, the heat
Of youth in flower, grasp all told,
The flesh that parades with light,
Sun, let the mind finger soul, oft,
Race into being on this odd orb,
This makeshift world, this, incut,
Simulation of joy, and old wake
After all, after new hurt, touch,
Endured, smoked, shutout,
Of dream into actuality.

If you pay attention to those around you, eventually you will  begin to notice. That people's words and their actions, don't flow together in a fluid motion.

I have had quite a few losses on the battlefield of friendship, it's unfortunate with the friends I've chosen.

It took some time but my eyes have opened, wide with truth and my mind is focused. On the quality of friends I keep, and the trust I seek is loyalty a bond we share that goes unspoken.

Like having my back when situations provoke approachment, it's the loyal ones that stick around and back you up. While the ones who always  talk the most, will stand in silence with no defense keeping still as if their frozen.

Trust me when I say, that trust alone won't get you far. When greed and envy are played as cards, to hurt you as a person. When you pay close attention, you will know which friends to hold and which to fold for certain.