A poem titled "My Friend"

It's like the more people you know the lonelier you feel
And it takes but a few words for you to break down when you felt stronger than the man of steel
I can't front too I'd feel so robbed if I didn't ask God to be my shield
All these tribulations are now testimonies of His powers revealed
I thought I had some friends but they'll pretend it'll shock you like an eel
And I'm in a back and forth cipher to decipher on which ones are real
Thanks to the genuine ones tho
In rough times the rest of them split like a banana
On any given Sunday
And left me to slip and fall on the peel
But there's one I can count on that seems to be telling all my problems to yield
Any type of problem seems to be in His field
When I'm left in the dark and be thinking should I get on the ark or should I take one last bite of this secular meal
Sometimes I see the wheels...going faster and I'm just tryna get on board like some chalk
And I know that Jesus walks despite the crazy talk
But you don't really see sand in New York
I try to mention Him and sometimes I get nervous
But I don't do it on purpose I'm just trying to find my purpose
And be certain that I'm prepared when He pulls the curtains
And not be hurting by being left lurking on this crazy earth and decide on if I really deserve Him
Maybe if I keep talking to Him he'll give me an answer or a sign
But its hard to keep an empty plate especially when you're in hell's kitchen and Satan's dancing in your mind
But i wont be left with undefined
Feelings of being blind
I need my sight so I can read His story
for His Mountain of Glory I will continue to climb
And hopefully through my deeds, hopefully though my skin others will see His love shine