We reach out
To see where
Our hearts might take us
We fascinate and fear
The blood that guides us
We hold on to the dreams
That we see in our head
And sometimes feel
We're amongst the dead
We hold back and hang on
These secrets we hide
We remember the good
But more times we've cried
We play the battle
Of pawn and knight
We let go too proudly
Then hold on too tight
We whisper of weapons
To ruin us all
We watch it all crumble
Then re-build the walls.