The greater pain than the one you feel
Is the one you see in the ones you love
The one you can't make go away
Cannot ease or take on as your own
That you neither caused
Nor can conclude
But must play its course
And you are the witness to the sorrow and the grief
The despair and the gloom
The melancholy that it brings to that beloved person of yours
When sympathy is not appropriate
And distraction isn't possible
When you're powerless to in any way lessen the pain
When all you can do
Is to be there
And to experience that hurt with them
To watch as it changes them
As it pulls them to their depths
And then to wait
Wait for the feeling to subside
To diminish
And all the while
You would trade
In an instant
And have that pain be yours rather than theirs
Have their heavy heart be weighed on you
And release them of that load of agony
To take it on and free them of their state of dreariness
Absorb it
And battle it for yourself
Even if it were strong enough to destroy you
Just to save from ever seeing them feeling so hopeless
That is the pain greater than pain itself
When the ones we love hurt
We feel their pain tenfold
Mike, have felt the very same - in sometimes hopeless degree's. You really have a gift. i will be reading you often.
Extremely moving. Exemplifies that real love knows no boundaries and is there for good or bad times. Expressed with reaching and deep touching conviction.
Mike, you wrote a beautiful poem. I think most of us have experienced this feeling. That agony, despair, helplessness and the willingness to self sacrifice, to alleviate a loved ones pain. You were able to convey these feelings perfectly. I think this feeling is more than empathy, you might need to create a new word! Nice work
Mike this is a beautiful poem. I am sure that most of us have been through this agony, the helplessness this willingness to self sacrifice. But, you were able convey this feeling perfectly. This is more than empathy, you may have to create an new word for this feeling! Thanks great work.
You surely have a deep outlook for things...the way u express says it all
Indeed true! Our loved ones hurt; we hurt even more. Many times have I experienced this kind of pain..and empathy...especially with my children.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You know Mike, this one goes out to my favourites! ! I have been an empath, I feel the pain and miseries of the one I love.. I try to stick up for them, love them, stand by them, and do all I can.. But sometimes, it is a helpless situation, as you see someone you love gradually go into a void of darkness... One of my friends, who was a cutter, is someone of whom I felt like that.. It was almost as if I could feel the pain in my own body.. I don't know whether I am good enough to give you a compliment as a poet, or if this is a compliment, but I cried reading this.. Tears fell down here.. Wonderful Mike.. You deserve to be praised for your wonderful works.. Thanks for sharing.
Souren, just to know that you took the time to read it is in itself a compliment. I'm honored and humbled by your praise sir. It's very encouraging when the pieces we make have an impact on those reading them. Thank you Souren. You are too kind