worry

The tear running down your face

Followed by another and another

Lost without a trace

Could there still be a chance of return?

Your silence is like a cruel beating

The worry I feel is indescribable

One day I hope you will realise

And that you will understand the pain I feel

 

The blood running down your hand

Drip after drip

This isn’t the escape you wanted

But somehow it is making things clearer

Hiding your fear

A new person standing before me

Why can’t it be simple?

Why is it this way?

Why can’t I help?