It's 2am
I'm curled up in a ball
Smoke fills the air and my lungs
A picture of you in my hand
And an empty bottle in the other
I cry out your name into the night
Hoping that you could hear me
Even on the other side
Because now you have everyone
Everyone you love as company
Except for me
But I'll be there soon
And I'm hoping you'll wait
Until I close my eyes
And reach the other side
YOU ARE READING
In the Shadows
Poetryan anthology; for those looking for their lost love in the shadows