My Book of Poetry and Prose

Put Out the Light

Why should I stay

when you've gone away?

Why should I cry

when I can be close by?

Why should I laugh?

You were my other half.

I want to leave,

But you made me believe

No matter where you are

You would never be far,

Away.

My friend,

I want to stop wondering about our fight,

And

Put out the light.