The night is dim.
You're in my head.
How did you call at 3am?
When you are dead?
Was it your family?
Are you at it again?
Oh what a tragedy.
My heart won't mend
Are you a ghost?
Are you really here?
I'll be forever engrossed.
Because I love you dear.
YOU ARE READING
My Poems
PoetryMy poem app went to hell so I'm posting all my works here from now on. They are a mix of types and a lot are sad.
