Why are there no words?

Why are there no words…
To tell you the things I need to say,
To ease a pain too big to go away,
To make tomorrow a brighter day?

Why are there no words…
To gently take you by the hand,
To lead you to a safer land,
To help you live the life you planned?

Why are there no words…
To nurse and dry your stream of tears,
To quell the darkest of your fears,
To protect you as the darkness nears?

There are no words.
The lack drives me insane.
What can I do
To help you ease your pain?

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15 Responses to Why are there no words?

  1. Doug says:

    Think again dear poet, think again
    It is not your words that ease my needs
    It is not your actions that soothe my pain
    A hurt cannot be fixed by your deeds
    For what I need from one so dear
    Is a listening, unjudging and friendly ear


    • PookyH says:

      Thank you Doug… I hope you’re right. I hate feeling so helpless though. I wish when faced with these difficult times I could do something concrete and practical to support, you know? x


  2. wbdeejay says:

    Sometimes hard to distill, what the heart can feel. Othertimes there are just no words, let the silence speak.


  3. Otrazhenie says:

    Beautiful poem. I felt like that so often. 😦


  4. Thank you dear Pooky for these caring words. One of the hardest lessons life has taught me is that for some things there is no cure, just living through. Knowing people care helps, but ultimately there are things we must do alone. When I go silent, I’m not cutting myself off, I’m doing the hard work of coming to terms with the changing landscape of my life.
    Big hugs
    Tricia xxx

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  5. Thank you so much, Pooky, your kind words and support have meant so much. The grief is overwhelming but so is the love being poured into the achingly huge gap my mum has left behind. Thank you, my special friendy, and happy Mother’s Day, your girls are a credit to you xxx


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