Benefit

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Words may not be enough,
Even in the form of poetry,
But if it makes you feel less alone,
That's enough for me to know
I'm doing the best I can for all of you.

It's not easy helping the lost and forgotten,
The very people who cry themselves
To sleep every night, where they
Long for someone to hear their voice,
A person who will be patient with them,
One who'll listen without judgment.

There were days I felt discouraged,
These days I questioned the worth
Of helping all of you people,
All boiling down to what
I could possibly gain from all of this.

I saw people benefit from reading my poetry,
They told me I was their light,
The very person who made them
Forget about the negativity in their life
Even if it only lasted a second.

It touched me,
But then the progress was undone,
The people acted like they never read
My poems, as if I haven't made a difference,
Where an urge to quit arose.

Deep down, I knew I shouldn't quit,
But the temptation was strong,
It took a lot of effort retaining my morale,
And even now, I'm not sure
If I can go on any longer.

Helping people is a good thing,
You can make a difference in a positive way,
But there were days I questioned
The point of it when I noticed
My help didn't yield
Lasting benefits for many people.

Then, I realized that my poetry
Was always there for people,
Always available for people to read
Whenever they felt like the world
Wasn't a place worth living in.

If I ever do lose my morale
In helping people,
That is lose it completely,
The power of my poetry will remain.

I don't know if I'll be writing
More poems dedicated to helping people,
But know that I will never take
The ones I've already written down
Because I know they can help
Every reader, new and old.

I may feel like I'm not doing enough,
May feel like I should do more,
But at least I'm doing something,
And even if I see it as insignificant,
It still makes a difference.

With all the issues people have,
They're going to need all the help they can get,
Even if it's just comforting words,
At least they'll feel motivated
Even in the slightest.

Words may not be enough,
Even in the form of poetry,
But if it makes you feel less alone,
That's enough for me to know
I'm doing the best I can for all of you.

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