Sensing Your Pain

Written by: linda smith

When I first read the words,
inconceivable they did seem.
I dropped the universe
to be your atlas.
At arrival, I did perceive,
those black pools of pain,
rippled with tears.
I will be the granite
for which you to lean.
Grieving with you through this injury.
One struck so deeply,
you know not how to continue.
A daily trudge through life,
breathing, eating and sleeping.
One day, easier it will become.
Until then,
My soul bleeds for you.