* * *
I wish you didn't feel the pain,
that you endure.
* * *
Last night,
I asked God to take it all away,
even if it meant,
that I'd have to take and hold it.
* * *
To feel and endure,
such anguish as you do,
its just not justice and all but right.
* * *
I know the feeling,
the one you hold so tight,
all to well,
but I don't feel that way so much anymore.
* * *
I wish I could,
save you from what your dealing with,
but truth be told,
you and I both know I can't.
* * *
It hurts and makes me sad,
to know you feel they way that you do,
just tell me,
what can I do?
: : end: :
written: 2/5/06
(I wrote this for someone, and hopefully they know who they are)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem