Call me after midnight,
As I walk the night alone,
Tortured in my visions,
Of a heart made out of stone.

Can’t sleep for fear of you,
Playing havoc with my head,
In dreams you say you love me,
Still I wake to an empty bed.

Where are you now I wonder?
As I sit the night out here,
Can’t close my eyes to sleep,
With you no longer near.

My memories are fading,
As I think of days now past,
Twisted day dreams in the night,
And the images never last.

It’s a lonely place – ‘the night’,
Time ticking by so slow,
I can watch the city sleep,
But how I miss you so.

And as the night comes to an end,
I lay down my head to sleep,
The daylight rushes in,
And my eyes begin to weep.

Another night now over,
As the days turn into years,
I know that I will see you,
As I sleep amongst the tears.


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4 Responses to Night

  1. slpmartin says:

    The night without one’s love seems so very long indeed…enjoyed the poem much.

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