Keep your vigil, whispers of gray –

Keep your vigil, whispers of gray –

Speak of what I do understand.

Assault the evil glare of day;

It doesn’t speak for my heart –

Rather for the city made of stone

Which knows no bounds of hate.

On this day, I’ve fallen asunder;

No love for the pieces that remain.

This day has nothing to offer.

Your neutrality fills me whole;

Share my haven with this mute

Though you are harsh but truthful.

Engage me, oh – whispers of gray –

Until I can bear its façade –

I will bleed for a better day.