Hell

Alone is when I think of you

In my bed, the music on.

Your voice floats into my head,

Then your face and I can see all of you whole.

No one around but me and myself

To see the thoughts that are in my head.

I think of you again and again

Wishing that for just a moment

You would leave my brain.

Leave my being, all who I am

And I would have peace

Forever amen.

But forever never comes

and forever never will

I'm stuck with you

For the rest

Of this hell.


© by ~Lee-Anne Peters~


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