You're broken down.
I understand.
For I was once like
You.

You've given up.
Been dealt your hand.
Nothing that lasts
Is true.

You've lost your way.
The North Star's faded.
Now city lights
Guide you.

You're all alone.
Inside you're head.
Feeling that death is
Overdue.

There's nothing much,
That I can say,
That wouldn't come off
Faded.

All I can do,
Is think if you.
And hope that your mind
Makes it.