At nightfall, lying on a newly befriended bed, I wonder, staring at the ceiling, motionless. What keeps me afloat, sinks me to death, Stranded in my thoughts, I know not how to sail. Banished by my heart, in caravans they trade, Oh come and rejoice, another inglorious day. Some keep me for some change, some disgust still remain. #lonelypen #caravan #heart #broken As love that keeps us afloat, in love we sink to death
