Careworn

How can you relate to someone who is going through a depth of pain you will never understand? And when they don't want you to relate in the first place? How can you just stand there and watch that person slowly suffocate in their prison of glass? Why, oh why, must they stare at you with such eyes, asking you to take their pain away, when there is absolutely nothing you can do? Certainly, you can be there for them, and hold them, but other than that, there is nothing.

And when you have everything that they've lost, how can they ever trust you again? Whenever you are with them, you carefully censor everything you say and do, because it's not worth the pain caused. You refuse to hug your dad, just because your friend doesn't have a dad anymore, or theirs have left. You can't understand their heartache, so you try to make it impossible to remind them. And, somewhere in all the confusion and silence, you realize that you've lost sight of their hearts, and they are too far gone to bother baring it to you again. That mutual love is much diminished...and you wonder why you're still there. Every time they need a shoulder to cry on, you're still there, but somehow you can't cry with them anymore.

What's wrong with you? How can you possibly be so heartless?

Well...maybe my heart is tired of caring...you could say it's a tad careworn at the moment. It's run out of tears to cry; it's a limp rag. Give it some time...and hopefully it'll come around.

'Cause with your heart out, you've lost the round.

~Fumblebee