Watcher

This life devours you bite by bite,

And I watch stoically.

I save my own might.

I cannot win your fights,

Cannot heal the gnarled scars.

I gave up that power.

Therefore, I stay in my car.

You slowly turn into a whisper.

No one asks to speak up,

No one stays to listen.

But their eyes glisten,

And mine do too.

You told me I was selfish.

I wish that was not true.

-Jackie