I can think of younger days, when living for my life
Was everything a man could want to do
Nothing could ever induce me to want you to live this way
No advice I could give would help, so fall to your knees and pray
Raise your hands, raise your voice, let them hear what you have to say
I can’t fix, can’t fix this
But I’ll be by your side
I could never see tomorrow
I was never told about the sorrow
It’s impossible to adequately prepare for the pain of such regret
Wander through memories and I’ll follow, embracing the ones you wanna forget
I’m bringing my light to your darkness and trying to establish an offset
I can’t fix, can’t fix this
But I’ll be by your side
How can you mend a broken heart?
How can you stop the rain from falling down?
I’m watching you stumble, drenched in teardrops and pouring rain
Can you sense that mine tumbled, through the way your heart’s rent with pain
I’m nothing, but all yours, I’ll return to you forever again
I can’t fix, can’t fix this
But I’ll be by your side
How can you stop the sun from shining?
What makes the world go round?
If you let me I’ll dive head-first into your fiercest of winter storms
I’ll stand with my fists raised screaming obscenities at the clouds as they form
Snarling at the demons as they take up their routines and start to perform
I can’t fix, can’t fix this
But I’ll be by your side
How can you mend this broken man?
How can a loser ever win?
You were never a loser but always almost perfection to me
You have eyes but you’re blind and you can never accept what I see
Concede that our lives can be lived in place between brutal and beautifully
I can’t fix, can’t fix this
But I’ll be by your side
Please, won’t you help me mend my broken heart
And let me live again…
Let me forever appeal to the portion of you that wants to survive
Insufficient to me for you to merely exist – I want you to be happy and thrive
Take my hand and keep hold, let me love you until you’re feeling alive
I can’t fix, can’t fix this
But I’ll be by your side
With apologies to Al Green, and all love to S ❤
The Well Tempered Bards 
A powerful piece full of raw emotion. Sometimes all we can do it bleed the words out.
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Thanks for chatting me through though, Martin. It helped just to be able to sift through a few thoughts.
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You’re very welcome. What are friends for after all? Talking, I find, is always better than not. I’m happy I could help in some way.
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Talking is DEFINITELY better than not, and I definitely appreciated your input, however momentary it was…it was nice to be noticed.
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I sometimes wonder how many tragedies could be avoided if somebody would just take a moments notice of a person in need. Time is the most precious thing we can give anybody. You obviously care about this person deeply and would give them as much time as you could. And that is worth noticing.
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Oh, gosh, SO many. So many. I think that’s a huge factor in the feeling of aloneness – we’re so insular these days, and too damn scared of being seen as interfering or overstepping boundaries or whatever, that we let people get on with it. We need to get our instincts out and USE them for good – pay attention to others. We’re all each others’ responsibility somehow.
And yes. If I thought for a MOMENT that it would help, there’s very little I wouldn’t drop and leave behind in order to support her. As it is, I do the best I can across the miles.
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“between brutal and beautifully”…
right now I’m at brutal. hopefully beautifully will come along someday.
Very powerful piece, Lizzi.
Well done.
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Dammit I wish that would come sooner than later for you, too 😦 *hugs* You know where I am if you need me. Been rather wrapped up in my own world this weekend. I hope you’re still hanging on in there.
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I am…no other choice. I need a vacation. Or an inheritance or lottery win so I can run away.
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No. I can’t ‘like’ that. Holding you in my thoughts and heart, my friend. Wish I could make it different for you 😦
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Your words make my heart ache, and sadly, “I can’t fix this..” – You always move me, I don’t think I’ve ever shared that with you before Lizzi..
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No…and I didn’t know you even read me here, Karen, so this is a wonderful surprise, and thank you so much.
My heart hasn’t stopped aching about this yet…it’s going to be a while, I think.
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My heart aches for you and at the same time I can also relate to the I can’t fix this feelings too.
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It sucks, it sucks, it sucks. But I am led to believe I helped, so there’s that. *sigh* Awful heartbreak when you SO SO want to do more and are stymied…
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