Today while visiting this small, local store around the corner. There was a bunch of junkies, high and wasted and lost, they were stealing food, not the expensive type even, just something for themselves to eat. The security was summoned and they were left checking the thieves out.
And everyone was staring or trying hard not to, and I saw the empty eyes that had given up and felt my heart breaking. The unbearable amount of compassion on it's rawest washed over like a wave and I willingly drowned. I felt so sorry for those people being so lost and I just wanted to walk over to one of them, hold his face in my hands. Look into his dull eyes and tell him that it will all be just fine if he only lets it be. It wasn't like carrying the weight of their state on my shoulders. It was just an overwhelming feeling of compassion.
It feels like my heart is so open and raw in these days.
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