Seeing someone you love suffering is scary. It devitalize your skin, eats your bones and leave you weak like a child crying with no voice, like an ocean too salty to roar, like a city full of homes with no sunsets and roses. Seeing someone you love suffering is scary. It haunts your thoughts, slave your dreams and destroy your heart like a warrior without a war, like a writer in hunger for words. Seeing someone you love suffering because it leaves you with feelings, pain and worry and deep cuts and concern and fear and constant powerlessness. Remind you of how love can make you feel helpless. Love takes away your logic and your composure and your power and your rationality. Everything that makes you feel secure and certain and in control is lost. Seeing someone you love suffering is scary because it cuts you into million pieces take them away and leaves you empty with nothing but some memories.