I once read the sad are healers

Taking upon them the weight of the world

The first to offer a shoulder to cry on

The last to give up on those they love

No matter how hard love is to accept

They search and strive to let it in

Attached they become with slight energy spent

Plowed over when rejection is shown

Can’t help their tender hearts are exposed –

So fiercely to the elements

No shelter from the mighty blows

Life’s devastation instigates

Be patient with their changing tides

Sometimes their hearts they do protect

A block of ice attempts to kill

What a special someone can revive

Ticking beating, pulsing through

Painstaking melt, chipping away

Through thorny vines of selfish doubt

Our minds tell the most vicious lies

We need your strength to remind

That though we are misunderstood

We have strength buried under pain

It needs your love to bloom