Rise Up

The walls have grown heavy, and I'm washing them white as I breathe deep. It'll only take a while to retract the window from the sill. It's me, but it's you I see. You can't hurry love, and I can't suffocate pain, so we'll drive the moment somewhere in between. We're veering off the night beaten path, and skipping over broken glass. Scatter our dejected pieces, and put us back together at dawn...