I lay awake each night, fearful of my dreams.
Fearing your hand that once held me.
I fight my sleep knowing I shouldn't love you.
But my eyes water as they begin to close.
And I lose every night.
The only time you're gone, is when I'm awake.
And when I close my eyes I hear you, calling me home.
YOU ARE READING
Joe Black
PoetryI consider this to be a collection of me. My life and emotions. Each poem/short holds heavy in my heart. All content is original and authentic. I'd love to hear your feedback and please encourage me! Lastly, I love you all. #9 in Poems
