There are no words to attach
to pain that scrapes you from the inside out,
and places what you’ve trusted in doubt.
There are no words to describe
when you don’t know how you feel,
and little in this world seems real.
There are no words to ease
the bumps along your road,
or the heaviness of your load.
There are no words to clarify
the things we can not understand,
so please just offer me your hand.
And when there are no words,
the gift of silent support can be best
while the weak and weary rest.