Steel And Chrome

One thing is often ignored:
Things change. Concrete cracks.
That's when the darkness
Shows and seeps
Into the hearts of those asleep

And spilling out of every pore
words start to swirl.
Anger starts to churn

Flooding out, in frustration
Loneliness; no consolation
leaving one sweaty, tired, yearning for home.

Hearts might not be hard as steel.

But. They can be cold as chrome.