I know this poem used to be called...
I'm led here on the sofa...

I know Steph already put this poem on for me, but...
Hold on to your life...

At that time I didn't think you'd,
Be a memory...

Why does life have to be,
So god damn complicated...

Sorrow's resistant,
And the pain's existent...

Sorry it's long guys, but I just had to let my...
I was shaking the other night...

I wrote this for my now ex-boyfriend Rob.
The first time we met...

The rain clouds form above my head
The life, once perfect, again filled with dread...

Innocent strains of child-like playfulness
A slow and weakened drawl escaping his lips...

These are some lyrics I wrote a few nights ago...
The night whispers...