Walk In My Shoes

You can walk in my shoes
Only to get chafed feet
You still won’t know
where I’ve been.
You say you understand,
Yet you start every sentence
With the word “but”.
You sympathize
But it’s harder to
To make me feel better
You minimize my pain,
But the pain becomes sharper.
Sometimes silence
Speaks louder
Than empty words.
So don’t say a word,
hear the anguish,
Look in the depth of misery,
Accept that sometimes
Another's torment is


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