Night Changes
The Night drags on
My hands are cold
No longer is there warmth here
Eyes that used to fill my soul
Even your words run cold
No matter what is said
Whats done is done
No longer in Love
My mind starts to wonder
Was there every a point to us
Did you ever love me
I lay wondering why I wait
After tonight I can stop loving you
Bit by bit I can stop loving you
Slowly I will stop
I tell myself over and over again
This poem is about:
Me