i see former beauty in her lackluster eyes
i see misunderstanding
i see lies
i see someone scared
someone reaching for help
i see someone who would help everyone else
i think of turning my back
i think of leaving her there
i think i can't do anything
even though i care
i think i am no help
i think i don't matter
two scared women
abandoning each other
calling out for help
not listening to one another
and we both feel alone
~erika boal