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Silent Remedy

What can I say  
When the well has run  
Dry
When there aren’t any words  
To offer you shelter  
From this storm  
When there aren’t any words  
To bring her back  
When there aren’t any words  
To sooth  
Your evident ache  
...
We are the ones  
That are supposed to pick you up  
We are the ones  
That you’re supposed to lean on  
When the weight  
Of the word  
Proves too heavy  
For ONE  
We are the ones  
That are supposed to cast  
The monsters out  
And  
Hold the light  
...
I’m the one  
That’s supposed to offer  
A concoction of words  
Summoned
Simmered  
And  
Served sweet from my cauldron  
For remedy  
I’m the one  
That’s supposed tell you  
That everything  
Will be okay
But  
You’re the one  
That has to live this  
Everyday  
And  
Deserve far more  
Than generic condolences  
With the best of intentions  
I’m the one  
That’s NOT supposed to say:
It gets better
Or
She’s in a better place  
...
SHE  
Is gone  
And  
Despite my efforts  
ALL  
Of my failed attempts  
At reaching for allusive lines  
There are NO words to say  
To ease this pain  
And
It breaks me  
That  
It breaks YOU
...
SHE  
Should be here  
...
Tonight  
The sky is dim  
But  
There are stars  
Across the heavens  
And  
They shine their light  
NOT  
For us less  
But  
For you  
MORE
...
You  
Are strong  
You  
Are her daughter  
You  
Are the keeper  
Of things left behind  
But  
Not forgotten  
And  
That is where  
She lives on;
Within the wounds  
That will never seal  
But will
In time  
Begin to heal  
...
I wish I could sever this pain  
And  
Lock it away  
Or  
Sooth you  
With promising words  
That go down like honey  
Smooth the broken parts  
Of your heart  
But I cannot  
...
However
Words are not  
Always  
How love is spoken  
So instead:
We will sit beside you  
As we look to the stars  
That shine tonight  
For YOU
Even if only  
To lift your gaze  
Again  
For a moment  
WE  
Can sit in silence  
Until YOU  
Summon the words  
YOU want to say
And  
We are here  
To listen  
To the only words
Needed said
And
When the world chants
That it will be okay
We
Will be here
When it’s not
 
Written by prestonGibson (NomadsPath)
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