This poured out of me the other night and since Amanda said she'd hurt me if I didn't share more poetry...
One of my strengths is the ability to sit with others in their darkest moments but when it comes to my loved ones, I would give anything to make it better. This is how I live in the tension.
I will away tears
dripping down my face
Rivers of sorrow crisscross cheeks
Eyes squeeze shut
searching for strength
And open to look into Grief's beholder
I cannot undo this for her
I hate this for her
I am helpless
These eyes of mine continue their leaking
Saying what is unsaid
We sit together and
I listen
I see
strength in shouldering her burden
In letting her see me break
on her behalf
