Musings of the Insane

Comfort

I see tears stream down your face,

words just can't explain,

the anger written in your cries,

give voice to your pain.

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I try to comfort you,

your pain an echo of mine.

You just give me a weak smile,

tell me everything is fine.

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I want to hug you,

even though I can't.

So I just sit here,

listen to you rant.

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I dry your tears,

and fix your make-up.

Tell you it's really not that bad,

that it's just a break-up.

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With that you cry again,

the pain raw and strong.

You wonder how you've even

survived for this long.

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Everything will be okay,

you just have to see.

Everything that you are,

isn't what you'll be.

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You look disbelieving,

the tears running down your face.

I tell her that trust isn't lost,

just misplaced.

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I take a deep breath,

turn from my mirror, feeling better.

I turn to my empty house,

and glance at my goodbye letter.