I don’t want to sleep alone <br />In a pitch black room <br />That spells doom <br />I don’t want loneliness to reach out to me and swallow me whole <br />And plants its claw deep into my soul <br />Solitude can be a mountain of granite <br /> I don’t want to have to chip away <br />And live off the memories in decay <br />I don’t want and I don’t need an empty bed <br />Remembering monumental moments now all dead <br />But just because you want it to be so, doesn’t make it so<br /><br />Alfred Ramos<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bedtime-story-4/
