to listen, what you cannot anymore....
in the dark room, where you cry, let me tell you i cry with you. i know your pillow is wet and eyes are dry now. i know cause i have been there. you come and hug and it reminds me of all the hugs i had before, hugs of comfort, of pain sharing , of concern. but now these hugs are no longer comforting or should i say they do comfort others leaving me in discomfort. i do owe you, i know. i want you be happy and away from this feeling , i do. but i can no longer help you in the process. i am sorry, i can't share you burden cause mine own is already heavy enough. i tried, but with each hug, i give you i break a little. it hurts a little, no ,not because of you, because of me. i wish you are never sad i do. but i know i am selfish to wish for it, cause i also burden others, i know i am sounding derogatory. but believe me when you cannot take others pain, and they ask you for it ,you end up becoming negative about it.