The soul-wretching pain he feels
I wish I could relieve
The anger and hurt swallow him,
drown him, wave after wave
I hurt for him
I am angry for him
My friend has become
someone new in his grief
No longer a gentleman
no longer "nice"
Anger directs him
Pain causes him to lash out
Depression fills him
he's barred love from his life
The loss of him, for the women
will be a hard hit
My heart bleeds
My soul screams
I want to calm his anger
I want to take away his pain
I want to ease his hurt
But all I can do is be:
an ear to listen
a shoulder to cry on
and a heart to care
25 July 2007
