Held

the randomness
the senselessness
you work
to make life count
and then
it comes to this

and in the end
your'e left with pain
and someone
writes a song
and it
just seems inane

there is no way
to justify
find meaning in
your loss, you know
but still
we try

there are no words
you need to hear
you only want
the comfort
and it seems
so clear

it's in our hearts
we want to take
your misery
to share your grief
and ease
the ache

well-meaning words
it's just the thought
and sinking down
too weak to stand
with arms
you're caught

held up and loved
in silence there
is something more
than words can say
to show we care

Just being there.