We - The People

We 

all damaged goods

Damaged from breaking apart

Of hearts and homes

Untold tales

Intense love, hate, loss

A losing of yourself 

Down streets of 

Half asleep

bittersweet memories

Damaged but usable

Pieced together

By hands held 

Across broken bridges

Wounds soothed

By cool breath blown

On inflamed skin

Life damages

Life repairs

People kill

People resurrect

Damaged and torn

But we walk on