The Guilt of a Dying Man

This beautiful friendship truly deserved more, I didn't lift it higher than the radiant sky above; I terribly failed to honor it, what did it cost me? How can I amend it, who's willing to help me? To die alone is an unfair and cruel punishment, no hand comforting me, no teary eyes staring; only God's presence to relieve this deep torment... old friends gather around me, feel my trembling!