Eldaire

I bear the burden,
for my troubled friend.
I carry on still.
I'm wearing a grin.

I know I will lose,
the fight in the end.
But still I go on,
Still giving a grin.

My legs are wobbling,
and my knees now bend.
My friend is serene,
on his face a grin.

That gives me more strength.
Strength with an end.
I'm never too weak,
to keep on this grin.

I have now collapsed.
No strength to extend.
The knife's on my wrist.
I still show a grin.