Broken love

Still cant decide if its the need to help every broken soul i can find or just the urge to fix what cannot be fixed, but now it realy dosnt matter, because i again fell inlove with yet another broken soul which cant find her place in the world. and again im here listening to what ever broken story she is gonna tell me this time. eagre to hear what she has to say just so i could try and help to fix the problem, but what do you know, shes yet another broken one with a river of problems without answers, drifting into every world or place shes welcome in just to feel loved, and to watch her sinking wile she slowly desapeaes under the river of sorrow which consumes her soul day by day, leaving nothing but an empty shell of what use to be her, but still i cant help myself from falling dipper inlove with her. shes so beautiful, so fresh, so young and still forced to grow up fast to get along with life, life that dost worth living, life that got ruined before they even started. im looking at her face while shes asleep right next to me, the girl that faked smiles all day finaly reveals her true face, now the smile is gone and every other mask is off to. just looking at her closed eyes watching them shake so hard under her eyelids, shaking from yet another bad dream she got thrown into this time. and again i will ask why and how is it always me, the one who god sent here to help and fix there lives.. the only thing that scares me now is that ill fail again…