Ginger Poem by Matt Kephart

A fire haired warrior
hiding within her pain
she helps others with there suffering
but i went to her and asked 'who heals the healer? '
she looked at me and i first saw the agony
the pain of her broken heart that she pretends not to have
she suffers every day and yet she had no one
no one to care and comfort her in the dark
a drunken father and a crazy mother
no sister to listen in the night
no brother to yell at and fight
she stands alone in the darkness that has swallowed her soul
but she puts on a smile and she pretends everything's ok
am i the only one who sees that she suffers?
i have to help her
i cant let this be
if no one else will help her, then i will try and end her agony