A poem

Good Friends

I show distress and you say to be strong

I beg for help and you say to be patient

I lose my hope you say I have lost faith

I break down and you say I am weak

I am disheartened and you say I am selfish

I am falling apart and you walk away

And so I disappear and you wish you were there.

"Whosoever relieves from a believer some grief pertaining to this world,
 Allah will relieve from him some grief pertaining to the Hereafter." (Muslim)