Last Kiss Goodnight

Numb, frozen so cold, I was unable to move,
What did he want to achieve, What did he want to prove?
A single pair of hands clasped my every breath,
Choked by fear, suffocated by death.
I had flashes to the future of his body I'd find,
The same vivid images, still haunt my mind.
He lay there still, glass of red in one hand,
U2 playing softly, his favourite ever band.
The contents of his glass slowly drips to the floor,
Staining the carpet blood red, splashing up the door.
Hundreds of pills cover his motionless form,
With his spirit within me I start to feel warm.
I sit down on his bed and turn the music up loud,
Sing to every word, blocking out the crowd.
I place his hand in mine and grip it tight,
kiss him goodbye, wish him goodnight.