How can you see right through my soul
As if it's an open door
You go right down to my core
Where there is a gaping hole
It's almost impossible
You wake me up inside
When I need you you're always be my side
Before I could come completely undone
You saved me from the nothing I have become
It's almost impossible
So, you'll never be alone
A friend you'll always have
You know I'm never far
A friend you'll have until we're ash and bone
It's not impossible
YOU ARE READING
Wake up
Puisi1) A poem about a good friend of mine who currently has trouble within the family and is seemingly pushing people away or lashing out at them in frustration. This poem is how I hope that he realises that people genuinely care. 2) A poem to my 'siste...
