Written on the imprint of a prayer
Memories, tears
How did I get here,
To where I feel like I'm
Constantly begging to feel human again

Watch the sky darken
From the sixth floor
Thousands of lives intermingle below
I can't see the sun
But the clouds are always there

And what would the do if they knew
How I lost everything I was,
How I fell in love
How I keep feeling
But never think?

Crying onto the shoulder
Of the enemy
Stripped of my defenses
Naked
Accompanied, but essentially alone.