© Sara G.– November 15th, 2016
Goodnight
I sleep with a dead man,
It sounds crazy but it’s true.
Every night, curled up tight, with only memories of you.
I sleep with a dead man,
Locked up inside my mind.
I hear your laugh, I see your face,
Our souls intertwined.
I sleep with a dead man,
Against the fear and pain.
Tear streaked pillows comfort me,
Until the dawn comes again.
I sleep with a dead man,
Where once there was only you.
Now there is only me to hold,
And broken possibilities askew.
For you are my dead man,
The soul I feel at night.
My splintered light in the dark,
The whisper of “Goodnight”.
