Alone In Darkness
I sit alone in darkness
Dripping blood
Like midnight rain
So dark I think
This can’t be real
The prostitutes are shivering
Leaning on the bar
They look and turn away
I call their names out softly
But soon they turn to clay
My mind upon the bible
As my dreams begin to decay
In midnight dreams I am trapped
And you’re so far away
I grasp the cross upon my chest
And put it to my lips
A final kiss before I go
A wish upon your soul
Save me now
And I’ll be true
Please don’t damn my soul
Copyright © Stephen Kilmer | Year Posted 2013
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