A Friend's Row Without A Reason

How would you all feel
Till your wounds heal
Created by the fight of your friend
Who should have a helping hand to lend?

How would your condition be?
You'll know when, someone, you see
Sitting all alone without their friends support
After all the attempts done with their effort

Cry and cry but no more tears
Not a single thought for yours fears
And a most pitiful part of it
For your friend's fight you don't have reason to fit

You keep waiting for your friend to talk
Confused in a room yourself you lock
You decide a find out a solution
But what a pity! You arrive at no conclusion

Craving for someone to console you
You think you might have something to do
But you don't understand anything in your grief
You decide to be patient till you get a relief

Wait! Wait! Wait! That's all you can do
Don't ask me anything else! I don't have a clue
If you're about to make a friend be honest and true
Never let a fight or that'll be the last with your friend to do.