broken

tender understanding, I am breaking
broken pieces being battered by a mighty wind
an empath feeling the groans of others
I feel each strike like it's my own body

fears hunt my mind while I sleep
we are in the hands of something larger than ourselves
connecting on the air I shelter those I can
with my voice shout against injustice

if I were to dwell on it,  I would blow away as ash
leaving little help to those who surround me
with quiet courage I hold onto the good

the dark is always willing to talk
to take me under where my light is extinguished
choosing to rise I fight the consuming night
who recognizes no light for those failing
just an undending cuts
a plight without end

in the circle it glows
there is hope for humanity still
don't you feel the pain of your family on your own skin?

what you see as depression
is the great beating we're all taking
no one suffers alone