If your old and weary car breaks down <br />And can no longer faithfully carry you like a parent <br />On a dark night on a rain-spattered street; <br />If your nearest friend has turned ghost-like <br />And vanished with your cash; <br />If your loving mother isn’t home <br />Or has lost her phone, <br />I want to be someone <br />Who would drag himself out of bed <br />In the middle of the heart-tattered night <br />To search some godless street <br />Until you were found and safe. <br /> <br />I’ve given up on love a long time ago; <br />I’ve given up on finding meaning to my existence; <br />I’ve given up from time to time <br />In any belief in a compassionate God, <br />But I won’t give up anytime soon <br />My desire to do you some good <br />And protect the fragile light of your eyes.<br /><br />Uriah Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fragile-light/
