Everyone comes to me
\nAnd I say tell me your sad song
\nYou look upon me
\nWith pleading eyes looking to be strong<\/p>\n
They look for hope out of desperation
\nSo tell me tell me
\nWhy you cry so loud at night
\nHelp me see<\/p>\n
Each song is different
\nFilled with woe and pain
\nYou fall down on your knees begging
\nPlease release these chains<\/p>\n
Some whisper some scream
\nNeeding to rid themselves of their misery
\nTo spill their taint
\nAnd give them some company<\/p>\n
To share a burden
\nTo pass on their shame
\nThey need someone
\nTo always remember their name<\/p>\n
They come in flocks with trudging feet
\nHeavy souls to weak to weep
\nSeeking out a listener to her their cry
\nTo help them fill in a hole they dug to deep<\/p>\n
We listeners are burdened
\nNot with ourselves but others
\nWe open our hearts for the people
\nSaying yes sir I\u2019ll help you brother<\/p>\n
We cannot deny those who seek help
\nNo matter the tale or the stories told
\nWe must wait and listen this is our curse
\nThat we will suffer until we are past the years of old<\/p>\n
We may look like children, or maybe the old
\nWe are always different with the same design
\nIt is our misfortune to be born
\nTo forever listen to other\u2019s crime<\/p>\n
We must grow old in silence
\nBecause it isn\u2019t our place to talk
\nWe are the ones who listen
\nwe must travel this alone the long last walk<\/p>\n
we cannot love another for we must suffer alone
\nwe share our hearts with the world
\nwe cannot claim it for ourselves
\nso our hearts wither never unfurled<\/p>\n
Listeners never die because they cannot forget
\nTheir message must never go unheard
\nWhen their time comes and they are to old to listen
\nAnd teach another the silent words<\/p>\n
This is a part of s strange poem I wrote. I think I have an idea branching off of this for an actual story. I will continue to work on it. Tell me what you think….<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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