everyone here has been broken;
each soul has been snapped in two;
don’t think that the pain left unspoken
makes anyone stronger than you.

of all that compels us to hide now,
there’s little that sets us apart.
this solitude that I confide now
is shared by the same in your heart.

some of us dream of compassion,
while some beg for crosses to bear,
where martyrdom chases contrition,
and martyrs line up to compare…