For there lay thy body,
Silently on the bed.
No talking, no breathing,
Just completely dead.
For thou have loved,
And I have killed.
Some cigarettes were smoked,
And some wine was spilled.
But I didn't mean to do it,
I was under some spell.
I didn't mean to do it,
For I loved thee as well.
YOU ARE READING
When I lay here, at 3:54am
Poetry"I love to be awake at night, When no one else's awake, And it's quiet and there's peace. And I don't HAVE to, But I can, And I feel so free. It's beautiful at night, At night is where I want to be." ------
