Here I am,
Helpless in front of you,
Helpless to the feeling.
The pain of the mind,
Of the broken heart.
Those times playing around,
Chatting deep,
Being there for you,
There with you.
Helpless in pain in front of you,
Always hidden from you.
To make it easier for you.
Don’t know what to do.
Saving you from the pain of knowing,
Killing me inside.
But I must.
It is me, how I truly feel.
Helpless in front of you.
The lack of knowledge, when the talking stops, questions to fill the mind, rather than truths.
My final gift, I’m helpless to you
That’s not a gift – to be helpless
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No, but it’s a gift to hide one’s helplessness and pain caused from another whom it will cause pain
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That’s true- it’s a beautiful poem buddy
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I’m just sorry you’re in pain
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