Deep within this weeping world, where darkness hides the smiles behind faded curtains of disbelief now blocking the sunβ¦waits two arms longing to hold you, offering comfort of softened ease extended from broad shoulders strong, ready to bear the load of the sorrow that grips your heart
for it is found of this gesture, long of these collected words a friend who cries at the emptiness which now must clutch your chest, ripping wounds of a motherly kind past any scar once felt or healed, desperate to make whole these frantic needs circling your mind retracing each back step of questioned fault
distance may carve miles from stone and leave falling farther from near, yet beyond any horizon, any vertical detour thorned bramble archway or cliffside hauntings, I will reach, grasp and claw hoping to lift you from this darkness, to shine that light of hope with every ounce of energy my body owns so that your world may be bright once more
Written for a friend who is dealing with a very serious personal issue right now. Is it wrong to show compassion and a desire to take another's pain from them, even if it can't be done? Is it wrong to write a poem based on these feelings? Could it be looked at as a way of gaining attention through another's pain and suffering? I am just curious what you think.