What do you say,
To the man,
Who has lost it all,
What do you say,
To the man,
Who has nothing left,
What hope is there,
When nothing is left,
Drenched in tragedy,
What fills the void,
Of an empty soul,
With the will to,
Carry on,
How bleak,
It all may seem,
When you’ve hit,
Rock bottom,
And looking up,
At all the loved ones,
There to support you,
How hard it is,
To hear the words,
They speak,
How hard it is,
To hear the solace,
And their condolences,
When no words,
No actions,
Mean anything at,
This time,
Only time can mend,
What aches,
The broken heart,
And with time,
All things shall,
Come to pass,
No words,
Could I muster,
No thoughts,
Could I think,
No feelings,
Could I feel,
To know the pain,
That you feel,
All I can do,
Is ask God,
To help me,
Be there for,
You…
Beautiful sensitive write Chris. Sometimes just being there is all you can do. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very sensitive words. Thanks