As of late I have been assigning myself to take care of those who matter to me. More so than I have done before. I've become some sort of guardian. Looking after them and correcting all that has been made wrong. I fix their world, or attempt to, putting them back together so they can carry on and find happiness. Happiness I get barely a glance at. It's left me wondering, today as I have found another whom I need to save, who saves me? Right now, as I am so confused about everything around me, I am searching for anyone who needs assistance. Why I am drawn to helping those who need it when my need to be saved is at a maximum is beyond me.
Though I would like to save every one of them, the fact is that I will completely fail them in the end. Crushes my heart and batters my soul to know that it will come to it. I want so badly to fix everything, yet I have the knowledge that I cannot possibly do that. I cannot even come close.
Erro.
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