Trying

Trying

Sometimes I get tired of trying
to lift you out of the trenches.
The world is so full of possibilities,
yet you seem to prefer
drowning in your own pain.

The pool of suffering
belongs to you and not me,
so all I can do is watch on the sidelines,
cheering you on to the finish line.

My sense is that one day
life will blossom for you again,
as it did for me
when LOVE lifted me
out of the mire.

So I will try my best
to be patient and wait with you
until this nightmare turns into
daylight and sunny skies.