And every night Before I close my mind to the world I pray that you’ll come back An indication that you're still alive I sit and I wait
By Arian Mason7 years ago in Poets
I believe that soul mates Come in all varieties And for many different reasons They can be friends They can be lovers They can even be strangers
When you look at old photographs They are colourless Bland Full of hopelessness No emotions are conveyed The world seems lonely
And sometimes life isn't fair Sometimes it will rip you of everything you have Till you're just an empty carcass Lying limp on your bedroom floor