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I can feel
your pain
of not
being heard
when there's nothing
more in life
that you
desire more.
I can feel
your burning passion
to be heard
and have someone
there to listen,
care,
hold your hand,
hold you,
touch your heart
by being there,
love you.
I can see
your attempts of
reaching out
as you
grasp the air
surrounding you,
suffocating you
into despair.
I can feel
your tears
trickling down...
down...
down...
down...
down...
down...
your cheeks and you
silently pray
a tissue
will be provided
by a soul
standing there.
I can feel
your tears
meeting your
neck and shoulders
as they fall...
fall...
fall...
fall...
fall...
fall...
aimlessly, relentlessly
to the ground.
I can feel
your agony as you
realize that
someone's there, but
it's not
who you want.
I can feel
you not seeing
your true friend.