Broken glass on a neon floor
Sirens wail through the metal door
You crouch low by an injured soul
Binding wounds with a tender role
Streets pulse harsh with a ruthless pride
Yet you stay by the fallen side
Every breath from your steady tone
Guides a spirit back toward home
Life returns in a fragile sway
Pain steps back from its heavy play
Happiness rises through disarray—
World grows safe where your mercy lifts the weight away