what can i do?

I have a lot of passion for things, for people. It runs deep with in my soul. Things touch my heart in an abnormal way. I cry for others, I feel their pain as if it is my own. I try to control my urge to save people and to make things easier and less painful. I try to treat the wounds, dry the tears, provide shelter. I can't do it all. Though I try. It leaves me feeling inadequate.

My bandaids are too small, my arms not large enough to shelter, my heart is bursting with dispair. There has to be more to life... There has to be an end to the storm.