Great Ache Poem by Rabi Anata

What I want is comfort, but everywhere I go, there is none.
Everyone is having problems, and I feel so caught in between.
It causes me pain, and I don’t want to hear anymore screaming.
I don’t want to see anymore tears to show how sad everyone’s been.
I often feel crippled when I see these things,
And to hurt, my heart goes out.
Great aches come from the breaking of relationships,
As well as the bonding,
And the sight is unpleasant when tempers flare and curtains fall.
I just want the end to it all.