What can I do to ease your pain?
If I let you lean on me what will you gain?
How can I help make your burden light?
Is there anything I can do to help win your fight?
Is there something I can say where you will see,
You simply must give your heart to me.
Because, where will you go when there's no place left?
And no one to help you take that lonely last step?
To overcome your sorrow and pain,
What words must I say, the one's so plain
Just reach out, now, here I'll help you to stand,
take a hold of these two, nail scarred hands.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
PoesíaThis is a compilation of poetry written over the course of many decades. Poetry containing my thoughts, dreams, imaginations, and observations. Some may be whimsical, while others may take another avenue. Thank you for reading, G. H. M...
