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Oct 2017
Its 1 am
The wind has gone to sleep watching a candles flame burning away.
Remembering how the sun always shined and we lived for fun
Laughing so hard tears rolled down our cheeks.
Sitting up late into the night time seem to stand still.
Its 2 am
It feels so empty with out you  
The pillows is wet ,from the tears I have cried.
A heart  filled with pain
Can't think anymore.
Your fading into to a dream I am not living anymore
Its getting harder to breath.
Its 3 am
How can I sleep while the bed is burning.
Trying to forget you but can't.
The walls are closing in on me
My mind is spinning.
Your my oxygen I can't breath.
Its 4 am
Falling a sleeping
The candles are burn out
In a dream that feels so real
Feels your touch
It feels so real
Wakes up to find you are no were near me.
Maybe one day you will fade away and my dreams, will fall apart.
Written by
stephanie burrows  F
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