bbybritain.

i wish we could open our eyes,
to see in all directions at the same time.
oh what a beautiful view,
if you were never aware of what was around you.
and it is true what you said,
that i live like a hermit in my own head?
but when the sun shines again,
i’ll pull the curtains and blinds to let the light in.

sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole,
just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound,
but while you debate half empty or half full;
it slowly rises, your love is gonna drown…