If I could only scream, maybe that would help.
If I could run to your rescue, maybe you wouldn't be lost.
If I could wave a magic wan, I would make it go away.
If I could hold you, maybe it would stop your tears.
If I could take your pain, maybe you would heal.
If I could see inside your darkness, I would bring you light.
If I could wish it away, I'd make it go away
If I could pray it done, I would have prayed 10,000 prayers.
If I could
It would already be done
But I can't
So I suffer while
You suffer
If I could only
Free you
From your
Agony
Only you know
If I could.
I would.
But I can't
Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker
(c) 2014
2 comments:
I wrote this piece about addiction, disease, and mental health. Some of us watch it, are living it, are recovering from it or have witness it. It brings much pain to everyone it touches directly or indirectly.
I have been blessed to recover from mine one day at a time for almost 26 years. But the struggle continues. Pray for them.
That was very insightful. I applaud you for the years of sobriety and clean living. Peace and blessings to you.
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