• Even when broken it works. (original) (raw)

• Unhearted

Photograph each day, so we can live a little longer.

I sit in the light, to make the dark a little darker.

I breathe cos it's necessary.

And I sigh when I see the moon.

I dream to make sleep less boring.

I wear this angel's crown to hide my devil's frown.

And upon my broken chest lay a struggle between loneliness.

And things that are out of place, like my head in outer space.

And the carpet you walked on the ceiling that cries, "Please don't walk away."