Evergreen
One of the few to Amanda. You know who you are.
A sanctuary for meager souls, looking for help from the blistering cold
Many evenings chasing the next move,
Evenings too hectic, too convoluted to prove
Animals of nightfall cry to be loved
Accepted by the attraction from above
Caregivers of the mentally unable
Constant chaos leaving the metropolis unstable
Darkness in the room
Sloth is in the air
No motivation present
No ability to care.
