The beauty of your heart!

It was your sadness that drew me in,
But the beauty of your heart that got me to stay.
And to think that I felt all alone in this world.
That I felt no one else could ever feel this way.

What makes us feel so insecure?
And is there for us, any cure?
Just how much pain can we endure?
What can we do, to feel safe and secure?

We need to help each other out when we feel the need.
Just to do it, without fear that we will fail or succeed.
We know what it feels like to have our hearts bleed.
It never hurts to do a good deed, their souls to feed.

Together we can be unite and be strong.
In helping others, we can never go wrong.
To find a safe place, to which we belong.
To know that we have been loved all along.

If we could just be kind, and practice this graceful art.
We could help some of our souls to be able to restart.
We would be so touched by all of our tender hearts.
To mend ourselves, getting ourselves back part by part.