Bound by blood,
by suffering,
we stitch ourselves together.
They’ve tired of us,
I’ve tired of you,
and you of me too—
only so much weight
one heart can hold.
But still,
me
and you,
we’ll walk the fraying line,
threadbare but together,
as long as we remain.
No one sees
the quiet fire,
the untold courage
it takes to stay.
No one knows
we’re brave....