Acrostic Of Your Name #4 Poem by Doris Cornago

A shadow of his former self, we always hear that phrase and we shudder that it can happen to anyone. It's not written in the stars, nor caused by vitamin deficiency. It's more of we know what's happening but we did not care enough to struggle. I will not allow this to happen to persons whom I love - I will shout and poke, cry and embrace, I will do my best to pull out anyone who wants to be helped. But you need to tell me if you need me.

We feel concerned for someone who needs to isolate but letting him be until he comes back might also be the best help we can give him. Respect and trust are our best gifts that he earns from the same.

After every loss, every fall, we try to put ourselves together again but in truth, what is broken can never be unbroken, even if someone tries to help us. We will never be the same person but feel the scar from the cut and feel the emptiness though we strive to be whole again.