After a restless night,
Cradled by uncertainty,
I wander through these jagged streets.
This city's fading face
Is reflected in the downcast eyes
Of everyone that's passing by.
All's in disarray.
Our spirit suffocates.
Buckling under the weight of
Every lie and sacrifice
Made in vain just to get by.
What does is it take to overcome?
What does it take to maintain
In these times of such decay?
A calloused hand pulls on my leg.
I am not prepared for the sight
As I look down to see a child
A hopeless, hungry, hurt in her eyes.
She asks me for help.
I don't know what to do.
"For, in truth I'm lost like you,
And I simply fail to see
How someone as brittle as me
Could ever be the thing you need,
But, I think that I can try,
I will not leave you here to die."
A calloused hand wraps around mine.