When I lie myself to sleep
I see your image
at the blank space above me
The way you remind me of the way you left
could cut my heart into pieces.
As shadows fill up my room
your scent fills up the air.
I tried to throw the blanket away but
the stains you’ve made, remained in my pillowcase.
I wash my hair to keep my mind alive
coz the pain you left me resembles death..
Well, I think it’s worse than that
The smoke lies up as the sun goes down
it’s far gloomy than it used to be
you could kill me soon or I’ll do it for your favor.
Another poetry especially for me from Mr. XSP
