This one is for all of us—
The ones that yearn,
The ones who reach but never quite win.
The ones that live behind a shattered mask,
Held together by the silent cries of the lonely nights…
For those of us that face the fierce cold but just don’t succumb to the evil night,
Those of us that know and patiently wait…
The deck stacked high, fragile to the touch, ready to collapse,
to tumble in to the forayed turmoil…
This one is for us.
We who,
No matter the loss, no matter the heartbreak, who always fight on…
We who,
No matter the night, no matter the person, who always show the good…
We who,
No matter the events, no matter the harm, who hold back the thoughts, and let it be washed away…
We who,
Even in the coldest nights, who would forgive for a fleeting smile—
The smile that once played with our hearts.
Yes, this is for you.
Light a cigarette and inhale the deep smoke,
Pour the liquor and let it deeply burn the back of your throat…
Just try, try in this mundane world…
Against all the odds, against all the people…
People that take advantage of your beauty,
People that want all you got,
People that steal your dreams…
People… whom that we never ever seem to learn from…
In the eve of unwavering night,
The dawn as far away as the dusk,
In the midst of turmoil…
This is for us—
The ones that lost the only battle that may have ever mattered…

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