Felt cold


Nowhere else.

Sat there in draught.

Radio on

Rain clinging

To the glass

Couldn't find him.

There on

The sheets his

Heart is dead.

Across the room.

His tears

There for so

Long like rain

Rain on the glass

Never forget

The silence in

The night sky

Again, again

Smile will

Never sing

Sing again

Will never sing

Die in

My sleep

Sleep again

Will never sleep

Never see

The sky

Sky again.

Never see the sky.

By Rich Thompson, 2009