Cold lungs inflate with a burn
Displaced at every turn
Desperate to maintain
Some semblance of dignity
And we all fight wars
That can't be seen
Solemnly
And we suffer like the martyrs we are

All I hear is
A never-ending plea
Drained and pulled
Into our own misery

And we've forgotten it seems
That everyone's alone
And everyone bleeds
We're haunted by the thoughts more than the toil

Tired of being alone
And the fingers you've worn to the bone
Are feeble yet clawing for me
Yet wish it all away

Like embers burning
A captious voice within
Scarred and frail
Breaking through tender skin
And what we already have
We hardly deserve
Yet our hands are outstretched like the beggars we are

Some will acknowledge their own descent
And some will drown
Amidst their own contempt

I look for the cracks
To find an escape
Somewhere to take a moment to catch my breath
All I find is flaws
In myself and others
Awaking demons screaming
I am here