The hurt that I see penetrates deep into who I am.
It seeks out that point where being alive and who I am meet.
I cannot avoid being entrapped in their suffering.
They are who I am and who I could be, so I must share their path even for this brief period of time.
I am haunted by the fact that I will move on but they remain enmeshed in a web of defeat. Oh that I could bear them all and bring them to a safe place where hope reigns supreme and self doubt is but a distant memory.