Poetry to heal those who are broken

[Kendal.]

it is my mission
to attempt
to heal
those that are broken.
my mind is weak
for those
whose hearts
call out for someone to heal them.
and I listen,
mind open wide,
for the calls at 3 am
of the lonely souls who need me to comfort them.
I always listen.
willingly.
happily.
I will place my calloused feet
within your worn down shoes
and walk
so you don't have to.
to heal you.
you who are broken.
I will bathe myself in
shadows,
never to see the sunlight
again,
just to watch you walk away-
when I have delivered you from evil-
and leave me in the dust.
as I watch you bathe yourself in
sunshine
without
me.
and when I finally grow tired
of feeling the shadows surround me,
I will attempt to pull myself out.
out of the darkness.
and when I have almost
crawled out of the hole
you left me in,
you will come back.
your sunshine is experiencing rain clouds,
and you have forgotten how bad the
shadows
once were,
and you have come back
so I can clear your rain.
and I will smile,
and let the shadows take me,
and let the clouds wash me away,
for I will do anything.
to heal those that are broken.