Not Useless (Aka Dear G....)

If right now
I could step inside your mind
I would, like Atlas
Take the weight of the world
On my shoulders
I would relieve you
Of the sudden imposition
Of grief
That has weighed you down
Yet again

If I were in your world
Not part of the periphery
I would stroke your hair
And dry your tears
I would make you
Endless cups of tea
I would bring to you
Cool washers for your face
I would sing
Lullabies

All the time
That I did all this
And surrounded you
With an endless hub of activity
Deep down I'd know
I did it all for me
Not for you
I know I can't heal you
But I would be wanting to feel
Not useless