7 October 2012
"Where are you God?" I hear the broken say "When will you fulfill, those empty promises?"
I looked at them Those people in tears Hurt beyond repair Crying and asking
Those with their heads down Looking to the ground Cursing their fate With a lot of hate
Those who crouch in the corner Crying themselves to sleep Feeling the world's weight On their fragile shoulders
"Will someone save them?" I wondered to myself I have never thought That even I could save a life
But then I met him and his empty stares A broken soul In a lonely road
I got close to him We talked and chatted Connecting and conversing Only for a single day
Since then we met again But all these times We were together He never once smiled
It's been six months now He's still without smiles I asked him "why not?" He says "Why should I?"
Now it's been quite long We are now close friends I put up with his problems He put up with my pace
He still hasn't smiled Today is his birthday I gave him a smile And pulled out a gift
Then it happened For the first time I saw a wide smile Spread across his face
Along with that smile Came a sob and a sniff He opened the gift and embraced me with joy
"Thank you, this is the first in such a long time," he said
I was surprised Who would've guessed That a single gift Could bring such bliss
Then he admit That his plan was To end his life By the end of today
That's why to all of you Who've been reading this poem Just understand that Something so small to you might restore a broken soul
Heal • Opuss № I