A Poem

I am emptied of strength,
My muscles pain me.
I have lost so much,
that a simple act of compassion lends me a small measure of hope.
Is this too much to ask for?
My experience says,... yes.
Must it also be too much to expect?
Sit with me and keep me company,
Talk to me when I have not the strength to talk.
Give me some time; show me I still belong.
Show me that all is not lost; that I still belong in this world.
Show me it isn't what I can do that you love--but who I am.