I dont sleep at night.
Lying all alone in my bed drives me crazy.
There are not enough pillow's.
To replace the warmth of his body.

In no way has the softness like his touch.
My pillow's wet with pain,anger.sadness.
Needing to be held in his arm's with gladness.
This feeling that run's deep in my vein's.
Unsure of how deep it's becomming.

Is it love,Is it pain, is it sadness.
Is it hate, or is it the desire to taste.
A soft wet kiss,Feel the strenth of a man's arm's.
Pulling me close,having his warm breath on my neck.

Most of all to see in his eye's the love.
He hold's for me.
I scream to myself "WAKE UP"
This all a dream.

To feel the love and pleasure I crave.
Is not what is mean't for me.
So I lye awake holding the things,
that lay in bed with me at night.

Holding then ever so tight.
As one more tear falls down my face.