Where Do Giants Go To Cry?

Help me I cry,

But my pain is mine alone to bear in silence.

Hear me I cry,

But there is no one there to hear my words or care.

Love me I cry,

But there is never human touch to give me comfort.

Know me I cry,

Not for "what" I know...but for who I am

But they don't know me at all.

I AM

Alone and afraid sometimes...

I hear only silence and wish I had someone to talk to

sometimes I cry for lonely....

Others look up to me,

They want me to be there for them

Always...in all ways.

They seek me out for understanding,

For answers that they couldn't find themselves,

For help or direction when they are down,

For hugs when others need them, or for money when times get hard.

I AM

alone...

For me, there is no one to go to...

To turn to in times of crisis

To hold me

Or council me

Or forgive me when I need it.

No one there for me.

I AM ...

The wise one

The survivor

The provider

The sage

The Giant

And now I wonder...

Where Do Giants Go To Cry?

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