i know your hands were designed to do more than right now

you're just scratching the scabs off your knuckles

only your dreams play an excuse to ignore

only your dreams play an excuse to ignore

and i squint from the other side

you've built your bridge across these depths

so solid

somewhat perfect

you scraped your knees yet you dusted off your palms

the archway may crumble

if you break or shatter, collect yourself and mold the pieces

holding it in

thoughts unexpressed

city limits have changed you

so rid those cast irons

come clean and just

you're the only light to see

forget those past downfalls

if you break or shatter collect yourself and mold the pieces

you're just a traveler passing through on your way home