When I go to sleep
I just get and weep
Thinking about you
And what we used to be
Thoughts immerse around my head
As I lay silent in my bed
Thinking about you
And what you said
When you left
I turned to theft
Theft of hearts
Because you weren't there
I dream at night
If there's an end in sight
Without you
There is no light
Now I am scared
And not prepared
For the future without you
Without you there
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Poetry
PoesíaPoetry by James Matthews includes all his best poems plus special previews of his new works
