it's a sad sight to see someone
who you know will;
never crumble into pieces
  never stop reaching for their dreams
    take your demons and make it theirs
       keep your secrets until you're ready
break down in front of you and tell you how much it hurts

the detriment that
they've done to themselves
the scars that they
know won't fade away
the dark thoughts and worries
that consume them every single day
all the words that continue
to **** at their fragile hearts
the words that strike them
as they try to shield you from it
every. single. day.

but what, pray tell,
should you do in
this kind of situation?

'are you okay?' no
   'you need help.' i know
     'stop overreacting.' i know
'you're fine.' no
  'you should get some pills.' i know
     'go to a psychiatrist.' i know
comfort them
and say they're fine
when they're really not?

pray tell,
how do you handle
the tears that
spill out of their
tear ducts like a cataract?

it's never going
to get treated
it'll come back time
and time again
when my walls are down

so, pray tell,
how would
you deal with
this train wreck?