Helpless

when all you feel is helpless..with no happiness to give the one in sorrow.. of whom you call your friend

A friend wallows in their own remorse, bathing upon the moments of the past. As a new remembered experience brushes upon their broken soul with each swipe of the rag. You wish to help them, to be the

one whom their problems are unleashed upon. Though A problem yourself to the troubles induced, you know not what to do and hate yourself for what You have done.

Your heart boils with the pity felt wishing that happiness could engulf the one dear to you, but the ray of light you shoot towards them is quickly dampened by the darks hungry vengeance,

allowing only gritty regrets to be chewed within the minds rueful nature.

Knowing that no matter how hard you try you cannot be the one to solve their loveless cries,

for you will always be a step too far to meet their grasping hand.

You yourself give up in the rescue of a light from within the darkness and no longer know what can be

given as a form of hope. You have made your friend forever miserable and a trail of misery begins for

you as well..