Midnight

I go to bed

There I weep

Tears of sorrow

It has capacitated

Stares into the midnight

There’s no winter

My pillows are wet

I didn’t mean to get it soaked

I’ve finally broke

Inside my head

The pain is repeating

Words that hurt

And my life cursed

That well lit fire

And no candle light dinner

Seems oh so far from this

Painful sinner