Message to an Old homie

I'm falling in the pit of flames,
calling out your name,
reaching, but stalling for more time,
vulnerable state of mind,
screeching to be heard,
but the words didn't form a ripple,
emotionally crippled,
in the middle of this collapse,
trapped, stopping you from making the mistake,
just escape,
but i was too late,
within the devil's grasp,
imprisoned,
just wouldn't listen,
turned your back on your friendship,
felt offended when your devil was slandered,
pandered you off for her amusement,
lit the fuse when you didn't answer,
you married that exotic dancer,
the cancer, ripping us apart,
you're like a brother to me,
i didn't want to see you hurt,
but this is dirt your own mother can't wash,
squash any tension in between,
known you since we were 15,
but the sands of time are shifting,
can't live in the past,
missing my friend,
but we were cast aside,
for someone who can mend his heart, temporarily,
rarity, you see a man with kids that aren't his,
a form of charity,
a man with a false plan,
needing some form of clarity.