Compassion Fatigue

It is an unfortunate reality,
Those most able to tie word and misery -
Are most often the least spoken.

They are capable of divining the self,
Pulling out streams of emotion.
- Emotion that is far heavier than simple tears.

The words pull at their friends' heartstrings,
Puppeteering their empathy,
Taking all the warmth that they had too.

That's the curse of an ailed writer,
only knowing ink and page -
because paper doesn't cry.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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Gifford Avatar
April 23, 2025 at 1:09 AM
Hello Devin, this is a very deep and touching piece, beautifully written. Wishing you a wonderful day, fellow poet.
Croteau Avatar
April 23, 2025 at 8:59 AM
I am glad you found enjoyed it! I try to make sure each of my poems individually mean something special to me. Have a great day to you as well!
De Beaulieu Avatar
April 22, 2025 at 10:44 AM
Hello Devin Croteau, you are right, paper and ink don't cry. enjoy your daay my friend. /Darlene/
De Beaulieu Avatar
April 22, 2025 at 2:50 PM
Hello Devine Croteau, yes I enjoyed the piece. Enjoy your evening my friend. /Daarlene/
Croteau Avatar
April 22, 2025 at 10:50 AM
Thank you!! I'm glad you liked the piece :)
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