I would tear myself
Apart, piece by piece,
Agonisingly slowly,
If it ment you were
Happy.
I would walk to
The ends of the earth,
Through storms and oceans,
If it ment you were
Safe.
I would scream
Until my throat burned,
And my voice left me,
If it ment you were
Heard.
I would rip this
City apart, from
Building to building,
If it ment you were
Found.
