It feels like part of me is cut

When you are in pain.

Standing by and watching you

With nothing but words for solace

Troubles me to no end.

Lump in my throat so large

Even swallowing the pain is painful.

Desperately standing by and watch your battle

Makes me wish, that I go through it than you

I will walk through hell if only you do not feel it.

But I know that, each of us have to go through

Our own share of pain, fair or not.

Why I ask God, with no answers

TheĀ unfairness of this all.

He said, be there

With your word and your shoulder.


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