it pains me so much,
to stand at the side;
watching you suffer
and watching you cry.
don't know what to tell you,
don't know what to do
because it's all overwhelming,
and i'm suffering too.
oh and i want to reach out,
take you into my arms;
keeping you safe from the world
and it's harm.
but how can i do this
when my arms have turned weak,
from picking myself up
piece after piece.
so i'm writing these words
stringing together an apology;
hoping this gets to you.
i'm wishing impossibly.
YOU ARE READING
If Only You Knew
Poetry|| poetry for the people i've loved, hated, lost & found || lower case intended. highest rankings: #4 in poetry / #1 in unsaid
