When you look at me,
Your brown eyes
somber and empty,
It makes me wonder
if it's my doing

When you shake in the
midnights and new dawns,
I can only hope
that I'm not the one
undoing what you're holding dear

I want to help you, beautiful,
with every piece of me.
Until then I'll shush you in slumber
and love you unconditionally
in your waking moments and long days