Poetry

Failing You

“I wanted to help you,
but I didn’t know what to do.
All I can say is that I tried my best.
Even though I failed you.”

And I see you drifting away. Like the well of hope you carried in your eyes drained out. Bit by bit, day after day. After every tear was shed, I could see it slipping away. I wanted nothing more than to help you, but I didn’t know what to do. All I can say is that I tried my best. To be a good friend. A confidant. Someone you could talk to — anytime — even if it was for nothing more than to listen. I thought, maybe, by being there for you, you’d refill that well. But here I am, and all I see in those eyes staring back at me is an empty shell of a person. A blank canvas. Something numbed over time. And I can’t help but blame myself for failing you.

© Sarah Doughty

Because that’s exactly
what I did.
I failed you.

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