Look within to the dying well
Breathe in the mildew laden air
Who’s to break first?
So hard to walk away

Succumbing to the atmosphere
Within the hand, a coin of hopes and
Dreams. Pay for the brokenness inside.

Pause for a moment, what’s the purpose?
To watch the glass surface
Swallow up a wish?

War within, a raging battle; memories of a shooting star
Shooting towards the cracked sidewalk, broken mirror

Pause for a moment, reflect within, who’s to win
Hope or doubt, aspirations or disbelief?
Throw the coin and watch it fall
Desire has won, faith in optimism restored.