Midnight Coffee


She sat there drinking

Her tenth cup of coffee

To fight the dark dreams

Sleepless nights are a habit now

She struggles with her thoughts

Of how her life would have been

Had he been here with her today

It is his tenth death anniversary

He would have been eighteen

Had she considered his cries serious

And not another of his mischiefs.


In response to Let it Bleed 7

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