I Cry Poem by lynne ireland

under the sheet
no one can see me
i wait quiet and oblique

tomorrow is lonely
no one to tell
if only if only
they could I cry I cry
but no one is there
to help me question
why there is no one to care

they come they conquer
swift in the night
I cry I cry
with all my might

they threaten they smile
with a gleam in their eye
no one to help me
i can only cry

I lie so quietly
no one can tell
that i feel i have died
and gone to hell