Ours is neither a result of an astronomical random chance in the universe nor did we meet by fortune. We are linked by purpose, connected by trust and bound by love…
In the ocean I found a bottle.
Inside this bottle there lies a letter.
A letter from someone who is anonymous.
Anonymous talks about death, hatred, killing, and violence.
You bottle feelings up and try not to let it show
try to hide from everyone but ur close friends still know
heartache, anger, stress and pain
just makes it all a great big strain