Lifer

Meant it. I waited up for some God I could count on.
Better Christian's walk in my stead who give up halfway,
and nothing's happened yet.
Half empty and full. There's light between our rooms
Things lost my interest,
but I can't recall the difference. I'm home to partial glow
You sold us heaven at different rates,
bent our bodies in awkward shapes.
How I'll ever forget this place. The lines engraved across its face
(But I always forget you)