Sunday, 12 June 2016

Hold On, We're Going Home

Here we are once again,
Walls held together by broken floss strings,
Waves falling apart against rocks.
Counting stars with the sun to guide us,
Let's drink to all ways in which we are wrong.

Forget the barriers between you and I,
And press your tears between my fingers.
Coming together over small truths,
Like blood stains on closed wounds,
Here we are once again. 


No comments:

Post a Comment