Drunken Truth

I can’t save you.
Or you.
And you.
I can’t save any of you.
As I walk away from you sobbing on the ground,
Please don’t find me heartless.
If I showed you my heart,
Right then and there,
It would ooze all the pain and suffering you’re spilling out now.
So my friend,
Lean against me just this one last time.
Tell me about your sorrows that I can only hope to refrain.
But just know,
I will soon have to turn my back and walk away.
Not because I can’t save you.
I can.
It’s because I can’t save myself if I save you too.

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