I may smile at you
But it stops there
I don’t have much
To give you
Some words
Nothing much at all

There are spaces between
The cracks in this shell
If you look through
They are warm and pleading
For a hand to grasp
To pull me from this place

I don’t ask for salvation
For it is mine to find
But if you have more to offer
Than a moment
I may accept your hand
With the intent
To do you no harm

For there are things to be broken
And together
We can destroy this place
Build something
From this

But if not
Then offer, perhaps
Just a smile in return
And we will pass by
As strangers
The way it has always been