WHAT IS FAMILY?
Is it my support to
lean on when my legs are trembling?
A hand when I want to climb up in life?
A pillow, which soak my silent tears and give me a hug when I need one?
Lips that say encouraging words when I am too afraid to go on?
Ears that listen to what I have to say?
A heart that belongs to me and understands me beyond words?
Or is it just my
responsibility...
To be a support when someone's legs are trembling?
To be a hand to help someone climb up in life?
To be a pillow for someone's silent tears?
To be lips to say encouraging words to others when they are too afraid to go
on?
To be ears to listen to what others have to say?
To be a heart that belongs to them and understands them beyond words?
I have always been
there for my family...
Supporting them,
Helping them,
Comforting them,
Encouraging them,
Listening to them
And understanding them.
But I always found
myself alone...
Walking with trembling legs,
Stumbling down,
Weeping in the dark,
Too afraid to go on,
Carrying painful secrets in my heart,
With no heart that belongs to me and understands me.
I am still waiting for
the love to flow...
Waiting to be supported,
To be helped,
To be comforted,
To be encouraged,
To be listened to,
To be understood,
Before it's too late
