He keeps his pain bottled up Like he keeps his beer He shows no emotion When I am near You know, he once told me The only time he cried Was from watching movies Not from real life And I wonder how this happened How he came to be How a gentle soul became hard And turned away from me I want to somehow reach him But he has covered himself with thorns And everytime I touch him A part of me is torn So my love just wells up And spills out in tears I know he wants to change But he's blinded by his fears I just sit beside him And give him the only comfort I can Secretly hoping someday He will understand I'm just as scared of him As he is scared of me And both of us wonder If we really need to be So, I'll talk to him Until the burning will ease Outside in the night The hollow wind blows through the trees We both want to change But we don't know if we're too late We don't know if it's worth it We don't know if we're brave We both need to change But we don't know if we can Searching through the dark My hand finds his hand
Reason for writing:
my friend was an alcoholic and he came to me one night and totally opened up about it. it really touched me.
Birth sign: Cancer
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