My friend is in pain. 

Sitting across from me, I let her talk and watch

Tears slipping down her cheek, pricking my heart like a thorn. 

Her pain is palpable, permeating the air,

Making me gasp for breath. 


She is so young and I am so old.  

Wisdom should come with age but it doesn’t. 

I want to ease her hurt but stumble,

Offering words that sink like stones tossed in a pool.  

And her tears overflow.


I have been there in this place she finds herself. 

It is dark and dank, full of quicksand

Sucking, pulling, threatening to drown her. 

I could tell her not to resist, yet remember how hard it is

To surrender, how unforgiving that feels. 


My heart aches as I listen. 

I found my way out so why can’t I help her? 

I hug her and say “hang in there”, disgusted

That this is the best I can do. 

She hugs me back and says “I know what you mean.”


  1. Comment by Sally

    Posted on December 31, 2009 at 3:38 pm

    Very heart felt and deeply reflective poem.

    (from writer’s digest community)

  2. Comment by owner

    Posted on January 1, 2010 at 10:50 am

    thank you Sally for your kind comments.

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