Alone.

He stands there,

So tall,

His wide Green eyes,

So broken,

He’s so alone,

With a story to tell,

As I reach for his hand,

I need to feel him

I need to save him,

Save him from that person he is afraid of,

Them voices in his head,

The weakness he feels,

As cold sweats shake him,

He reaches for me

Holding me close,

Breathing loudly,

His addiction,

His addiction is all he feels he needs,

I want to protect him,

From pain,

From heartache,

From the bitterness of this cruel world.

 

 

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