the room is dark as I lay my head upon a tear stained pillow
I try to close my eyes and sleep but her face haunts my dreams
the crickets sing in the autumn night as the clock ticks ever so slowly
I'm restless I toss and turn but no matter how hard I may wish
or I yearn I know she's never going to be in this bed again
add another to the list of demon's that haunt Me
a tear slides down my face and falls onto my sheets leaving behind
it's ghostly stain
empty
hollow
incomplete
lost
afraid
will I break
why
I've ask Myself a thousand times all the questions that seem to
have only half answers and then I ask them a thousand more
at last the questions lull me into sleep
with no answer
~ D Donner ~