I hear your silent cry for help
You whisper in my ear
The words you could never speak
The cry of pain written deeply on your scars
The smile you share with the world
Hoping no one will say a thing
They ask how you’re doing
And everything is fine
But I see you
I see your desires for more
You feel stuck and helpless
Like nothing you do is enough
You apologize for nothing
Just to feel something
I’m here
I’m here
I see you and I reach out
I tell you, yes
You are enough
Don’t stop now
I need you and I hear your
Cry for help
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Thomas Terry
Hello, I like using poetry and music to help connect people and find the meaning of life. We all have our own unique stories and I want to share mine to hopefully inspire you to share yours!
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You wrote this with so much care. Just beautiful.