This Room
I like being alone
To find the comfort
That I'm not
This room knows me
The window knows
When to bring me light
This pillow
This piece of material
Has cushioned
Such tears
It holds my night
Together
A tossing of a head
A deep dark hole
When dreams
Piece together
And take apart
All that tears my soul
Who finds me weeping
At 2am
Then 3
Restless for my love
I am not alone
Fragility and despair
Always find a place to be
Copyright © Jo Hayton | Year Posted 2009
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