He devoted his whole life
To people he called his friends... his family

He spent his time
His energy
His loving care
To listen and offer guidance

His family
Was perfect
From the outside,
Looking in

But no one ever
Gave a thought
To the pain that he was in

Through all of his struggles
He stood strong
The years had been ******* him for far too long
And he bore his burdens alone, time after time

Not a single friend
To confide

Not a single kin
To offer him wisdom

They were there
But they never cared
As they were always complaining selfishly
Of their petty qualms
To which he listened
Selflessly

It's not that he didn't try
To seek refuge in them
They were too consumed
Basking in their own greed

To hear

His

Cries

For

Help...




They never could see
How broken he was
Until it was too late

They should have
listened...

They should have
cared...

But they simply had no time to spare