rainbow days come after rain and both make life a little less plain.

i hate this feeling of helplessness.
i hate knowing that he is hurting and frustrated.
i'm not there.
i would take it all for him if i could.
he feels like he is drowning.
and i want to jump in and save him.
put his weight around me and swim to safety.
but all i can do is stare and gawk awkwardly.
i don't know what to do.
i can listen.
and hope that he will just keep kicking his feet.

please keep kicking, dear.