Borderline magnet

[Psychophile]

Split apart through space and time;
I always knew they would be mine.
Though I never thought it true
That I could smile, born anew
With broken eyes; I saw the skies
And listened to the whispered lies;
I'll never sleep, and yet I'm blessed
With the will to steal the rest
From the souls that slowly stumble
Through the world that starts to crumble
Down around them, they don't care;
They blindly wander, blindly stare;
And still I love them, they are mine,
Forgotten, lost, in space and time