Your eyes capture the very essence of pain,
They are the definition of someone who needed help.
I tried hard to help you, but you forced my hand away, you let the pain take over.
I watched as you asked for help, anyone’s help and not once did you acknowledge me.
The pain that you had is now in me like some infectious disease that can’t be cured.
I start to become weak and fragile as I can’t eat or sleep, this animal that I have become doesn’t satisfy to the naked eyes of pure wisdom and energy.
I am shunned and alone, I roam the halls of misery alone,
I see your pain become deeper and more intense as I walk by your limp body that is splattered on the hard floor alone and abandoned like a pair of bad apples.
Nothing could compare; everything could compare.
For my eyes captured the very essence of what you truly felt; pain.
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