A Plea to the Broken Soul
I can’t bear to see you hurting deep down inside,
I can’t afford to watch you helplessly from the sidelines,
watching you break down after staying strong for so long
only to collapse of an overdose of stress and guilt.
My heart starts to grow heavy,
groaning, wishing that I could do something to help
I'd wipe your tears, give you an embrace
filled with all the love I have for you
because your pain is my pain.
And I can’t afford to lose you.
^ Written for a close friend