Soul Mate

 So cold and harsh to the outsiders.
Your heart bruised by years of abuse and neglect.
The walls you have been built
to keep the darkness out.
Your loses have been many.
Smiling when your soul aches,
whispering pleasantries in my ear.
Telling me always "every things alright"
and if it wasn't for me your heart would be stone.
Because life is too painful and harsh.
Just existing is the hardest thing.
You take care of me and support my choices.
You took my heart and have kept it safe
From predators waiting to tear it apart.
Now I see what it's done to you.
Taking on too much, it's crushing you.
It's trying to beat you down.
Yet you stand firm, quivering on the inside.
If I could free you of this I would.
Too see you truly happy if I could.
Giving you back to the world unharmed and whole
Would be my final gift, and giving you my soul.