Broken and changed

Growing up, every morning was spent
praying the next
I would feel better.
Excepted, in this world...
The very world that broke me down.
Every breath taken was staggered,
and ran short of what I needed to live.
No one truly ever saw how sad
How desperate, how lonely...
How bitter I was.
Then you came along.
Your eyes were also dimmed,
Afriad of the world like me.
But you shined in this lonely hallway,
Groups of people wanting to stay and hear every word,
Every syllable,
Spoken by you.
Soon I was one of them,
Hoping I would catch your eye...
The eye that was fading,
But gave me a feeling of hope.