We bathe in golden sunlight,
And love with woeful ease,
We watch the world dance gracefully,
In each spring and summer breeze.
We him along to sad songs,
And listen to the rain,
We lose ourselves in fairytales,
And forget a little of our pain.
The Catalyst To My Goodbye
By MayAllYourShipsSail
Poetry, probably some literature, and a whole lot of mess. Warning: themes of depression, suicidal thoughts... More