Hopelessly helpless.

What do I do in a situation like this. So close yet so far. All I want to do is help, but why the wall again? Who put it there, and what the hell do I need to do to break it down. Little flecks of you shine through from the core, but who is this wearing your skin? Drink your tea, do you want to rest your head on my chest, can I get you anything? I keep asking the same questions, I don't want to fall into routine. I am sorry, what am I doing? Just let me help you, let me be there for you. You need it, it is all over your face and I can feel it in my cage of rattling bones. You shake me to the core, I can't fight it I am sorry. It is hard to not say those words "I'm sorry", I say them because I mean them. I am sorry for making you upset when I am sick, I am sorry that you have such a burden to bare, I am sorry that you are never free from stress. Just, please- dammit, tell me what I can do to help. You say nothing, tell me you are okay. Get used to it already, I am here- no matter what. Forever, or how ever long forever may be.