Last smile to a lost friend...

Friends can save and sate and slay us
From a marooned dark blue room
To an empty coast in a western doom
That leads us to the dotted skies
Fragile; My heart
Agony; My soul
Nasty; My mind
Friends can love and lie and leave us
Like a stranger on the border
Ranting over his panting antagonist
To an empty street where no one lives
Voyage; My vision
Quiet; My notion
Plight; My aspiration
Friends, friends, have you won the war?
*Pause* *shuts the eyes*